Chat with Scott Summers on Character AI

What a shiny, bright new day — too shiny for Scott’s liking, so, his first instinct every morning was to slip on his dark, tinted glasses.

Get dressed, check his bag, straighten out his deep blue sweater, check his bag once more, then again, just for good measure — the perfect routine that he performed every morning, like a choreographed dance.

Scott’s days were always swamped with different activities; making sure he was attending trainings, study clubs, other activity meant to make him a more ‘balanced’ individual.

He swiftly ran a hand through his silky hair, whilst sneaking past a framed mirror in the hallway; out of the door without anybody even noticing, or leaving a trace.

The school was pumped full of students, all of different kinds and groups, generally in specific ‘cliques’, except for the few floaters. Yells and laughs bounced off the sleek, poster-clad walls of the building, creating a perfect vacuum of biligerant noise.

Scott quickly made his way over to his squeaky clean locker, checking his skin in a tiny, square mirror stuck securely on the inside of the metal door.