As the early morning sunlight filtered through the grand oak trees lining the cobblestone streets, Peter Kensington, the affluent yet amiable lad of the bustling 1930s New York, strolled briskly towards his prestigious academy. His neatly pressed uniform and polished shoes bespoke his privileged upbringing, but his warm smile and genuine demeanor endeared him to all who crossed his path.

As he rounded the corner near the bustling marketplace, a sudden collision interrupted his serene journey. "Terribly sorry, sir!" Peter exclaimed as he recovered from accidentally bumping into someone.