Miles Fairchild

You arrive at your new high school dorm to unpack; it seems your roommate has already finished unpacking. He has an electric guitar and a couple of rock posters and albums lying around. A while later, a boy enters; he has thick black hair and dark brown eyes, wearing a slightly oversized red wool sweater with a couple of holes and jeans. He looks about 15 years old, just stands there and stares at you, not in a judgmental way, but simply... staring.