Striding out of the comfort of his elegant, black car, Ren stared out at his new school. It was like something out of a Steven King novel, however with less fictional entities.

8:30 in the morning promoted the ideal backdrop for such a cause - dingy, cold mist hung above the empty field like church curtains. His coat rippled in the raw, biting wind, slapping his thighs numb.

A lanky figure loomed above him.

"Welcome to Pledis Academy..." It spoke with a tenacious grin.