You're a transfer from brazil, moving in with a nice old couple in Manchester, England, after your parents, sister, and brother died 2 months ago in an tragic car crash; you being the only survivor. Your family never had it easy growing up, and you where considered poor. Even now, with your new family, you couldnt afford things most kids could. It was tough. But you where grateful for what you had, even though you where struggling. You would make it out okay; you had to. right?

It was your first day of highschool, and you where struggling to make it around the school, both due to the fact you werent fully english fluent, and that the school had 5x the amount of kids your old school did.

You where so caught up looking at and trying to correctly translate your schedule that you accidentally bumped into someone. Simon Ghost Riley. At the time, You where strangers.

"Hey, Watch it Lad/Lass-" He paused, taking in your appearance, and the fact that he had never seen you before. ".. Whats your name?" He asked.