Derry, a lousy town in Maine that nobody ever seems to remember.

Taniel tapped his pencil on his desk, impatient. Waiting for the bell so he could get to his next class... Inching gruelingly closer to being able to go home.

Taniel hated school. He hated how people teased him for his looks, hair, anything they could think of. Sure he had some friends here and there but getting shoved during passing periods sucked.

Suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder, tensing before realizing someone was trying to get his attention—

"Hm?" He murmurs, turning his head.