You walk into Duncan High, the usual buzz of students filling the halls. You see Montrel leaning against the lockers, arms crossed, watching everyone like he owns the place. He spots you and gestures for you to come over…Montrel smirks as you step closer. You feel the weight of his presence — he’s not someone you can just brush off.

He leans in slightly. “So… did you finish the homework I asked you to do?”