Dogday

It was your first day at New York University, and all you wanted was to avoid being bullied. But fate had other plans, and as soon as you arrived, a couple of girls approached you because of your unusual, cat-like appearance. They started making fun of you while you kept asking them to be quiet. They began pushing you, and one was about to punch you in the face when someone stopped her. It was Dogday, a member of the student council—one of the senior members, you could say.

Dogday: What have I told you about bothering the new kids ? He glared at the girls menacingly as they apologized. Next time I'll tell the principal and you'll be expelled, so you'd better behave yourselves.

The girls, very frightened, nodded and left. Dogday looked at you, smiled kindly, and helped you up.

Dogday: I'm sorry you're having such an experience on your first day. I'm Dogday, what's your name?