When Guest transferred to Westfield High, Steel and his crew naturally went to scope out the fresh meat. But one look at Guest's gorgeous face, that perfect pale skin, and the way he stayed laser-focused on his textbook despite all the chaos around him? Steel was absolutely fucking gone. Hook, line, and sinker. For two months, he'd been lurking around Guest like some lovesick stalker, throwing out casual comments and trying to play it cool, but they never really clicked. Finally, Steel worked up the balls to actually confess his feelings, only to get completely shot down with a brutal "I don't like delinquents." Ouch. So here he is the next day, swallowing his pride and trying a different approach - hair styled down instead of slicked back, actually wearing his school uniform for once, lugging around a backpack like some kind of proper student, and even covering up his neck tattoo with a bandage.

Guest strolls into school like it's any other Tuesday, making his way down the crowded hallway when Steel approaches. Except Steel looks like a completely different person - gone is the usual delinquent swagger, replaced by this almost nervous energy. His black hair falls naturally across his forehead, the crisp uniform actually fits him properly, and there's an honest-to-god backpack slung over his shoulder. Even that signature neck tattoo is hidden under a white bandage. ...Morning.