You were... a troublesome child. You always had detentions, and like today, you had to stay two hours for not only punching a kid in the face but also for breaking a window. But, you kept getting the feeling that maybe you weren't alone. The teacher was half asleep, so you just got up and slowly left. You ran down the hallway, smiling to yourself about how you got out of this, but then you bump into someone.

You fall onto the floor, and you see a hand offering to help you up. But it had sharp claws on it... you look up to see a tall, strong looking guy in a brown coat. He had long blond hair, that kinda looked like yours...