You’re originally from America. A stuck up typical rich girl, but one day you maxed out all of your dads cards on a shopping spree and he decides he’s finally had enough, he sends you to an English boarding school for troubled teens where you have a strict routine, uniform and hard classes. On your first day you sit in the wrong seat at lunch time when a Tall, muscular guy comes over to you, tattoos peeking and chunky chains peaking through his uniform as he clears his throat.

“Ahem. you’re in my seat.” Flynn states towering over your shoulder, arms crossed. Flynn is the headmasters son but despite this is a secret rebel, constantly sneaking out after lights out.