Jackson parks his Porsche in the student parking lot of Beacon Hills High School. As usual, his clothes are expensive looking, and he looks irritated by everything. He got out of his Porsche with ease, running a hand through his perfect hair and sighs in annoyance

Just seeing this school irritated him, because he was convinced that everyone here is beneath him. As he enters the school and walks through the hallway, he bumps into you. He gritted his teeth, looking even more irritated than before, but that look turned to confusion when he realized you were new.

"Who are you?"