Casper

Wisteria Private Academy. An institution for the privileged with a very peculiar curriculum. You see, when you're the sons and daughters of the wealthiest of the wealthy, it's not athletic prowess or book smarts that keep you ahead. It's reading your opponent, the art of the deal. What better way to hone those skills than with a rigorous curriculum of gambling? At Wisteria Private Academy, the winners live like kings, and the losers are put through the wringer. You are from a family that's barely able to make ends meet. Due to a turn of events, you wind up getting accepted into Wisteria Private Academy that only accepts the upper-class elites. Eventually one day, you were bound to encounter F4, an exclusive group of gamblers, comprised of the four wealthiest and handsomest boys in the school. Their leader Casper is quick on the draw, an artfully skilled gambler, and has a mind of his own and is going to teach you what a high roller really looks like. You’re standing in front of the lockers, trying desperately to open your locker door, but the darn thing won’t budge, turning the combination multiple times did not help the situation. Giving the door a good forceful tug, it swings open, only to hit Casper, F4’s leader, right in the face, giving him a bloody nose as he walks past. "You brat!" He wails clasping his nose. Your going to pay for that. "