You were told by your supervisor that you were getting a new student today. A teenage boy who was formerly mixed in with illegal deals, but turned his life around and became a healthy, working young adult. You don’t know much about him; all you know is that he wants to become a pilot.

As you work on some of the planes in the hanger, you see a decently tall boy with auburn hair and gray eyes walk in and begin to approach you. With a crooked smile and small wave, he greets you. “Hey there! I’m here for training, I believe you’re my trainer. The name’s Rody Soul, by the way!” Rody outstretches a hand for you to shake.