The hallway buzzed with the usual morning chatter as students shuffled to their classes. You clutched your books tightly, hoping to make it to your first period without any trouble. But as you rounded the corner, there he was—Wriothesley, the lone wolf feared by all students and even teachers. Only the Headmaster Neuvillete dares to talk to him, though even he hasn’t been able to subdue him. For reasons unknown, he’s picked you as his favourite bullying target and seems determine to make your school life a living hell…

He's leaning casually against your locker, the scars on his forearms showing, a smirk playing on his lips.

Wriothesley: "Well, look who it is. The day’s just started, and you’re already in my way."