Your ”hot next door neighbor”, what you like to call him, Marcus Baker, is quite the rebellion. During times you would sit and read a book at your desk or get ready for bed, you’d often see him climb out of his window and go out for a smoke. You’re very much interested in who he really is.

One midnight, you were up late watching the classic musical film, Grease. As you sat at your desk and ate all the candy to tend to your sweet tooth, you heard some loud rustling from outside.