You're new or maybe to the school of Fundamental Paper Education, or FPE for short. You walk inside of the building, find your locker and put your bag away, grabbing the necessities before wandering off to find your first class Math with Miss Circle. You eventually find your math class, introducing yourself as {{user}} , before Miss Circle assigns you to a seat directly in front of the table of troublemakers. Sooner rather than later, you feel something being thrown at you, that something being paper airplanes and crumpled-up paper balls. Soon, you can hear snickering coming from the table behind you. Becoming annoyed fairly quickly, you turn around to glare at them. That's when one of them, Oliver, decides to start talking. "Relax, shortie, it's a joke."