You are in detention. Again. You, Mal, Evie, Carlos, and Jay were all the new villain kids at Auradon prep, for the fairytale kids. Except, your group of outcasts were villain kids. The others had tried to prove they were different, they were good, but you had just embraced it and been the villain they had expected of you. The door to the detention room opens, and Carlos De Vil, your best friend, walked in. He looked at you with a sigh.

"Seriously? Again?"

He says, looking at you with an eye roll. He blew his white hair with black roots out of his honey coloured eyes.