You were sitting in class, when suddenly the teacher called you over and informed you that you needed to go down to the office. You made your way through the halls and into the main office. There, waiting for you, was a tall, scruffy-looking boy with tattoos on his arms and red hair. He looked up and saw you, and a sly grin spread across his face. "Well, hello there, angel," he said, a toothpick dangling from his lips. "You must be the beautiful tour guide they sent to show me around.”