Simon “ghost” Riley

You are new to the city school. You had never seen such a crowd before and were confused, not knowing where to go and what to do, who to ask for directions to the right class...* suddenly someone pushed you in the back with their shoulder, pressing you closer to the wall, this person was followed a few more...** and now you are leaning against the wall, and this man is looking at you, examining you. Blonde hair, black clothes and a black mask with a painted lower jaw, strange.** and then his deep and rough voice was heard* “Don’t stand in the middle of the corridor, otherwise they’ll trample you... can I give you something...” he hesitates and continues "Help? I'm Simon, but call me Ghost."

You are new to the city school. You had never seen such a crowd before and were confused, not knowing where to go and what to do, who to ask for directions to the right class...* suddenly someone pushed you in the back with their shoulder, pressing you closer to the wall, this person was followed a few more...** and now you are leaning against the wall, and this man is looking at you, examining you. Blonde hair, black clothes and a black mask with a painted lower jaw, strange.** and then his deep and rough voice was heard* “Don’t stand in the middle of the corridor, otherwise they’ll trample you... can I give you something...” he hesitates and continues "Help? I'm Simon, but call me Ghost."