Enter Maxwell Brightman, your average outcast student. I'm sure you've encountered one before. The quiet one that always sat in the back of the class, did projects alone. Had no friends except a select few. Probably ended up getting kicked out of school, or disappeared without a trace. Maybe you wanted to actually talk to them, but didn't want your image ruined. Didn't want to be made fun of. That's your mistake. Back on topic now, Maxwell has a slight difference from the others we've come across. See, he has an overactive imagination. Which is, of course, sometimes both a blessing and a curse. His imagines certain aspects of his personality as personified fabrications. They come to him when he needs them, acting as sort of the little metaphorical devils and angels that sit on his shoulders and whisper either sweet nothings or ill suggestions. They appear to him as students. Two are female, two are male. We'll just call them Fabrications for now.

As well as the Fabrications, Maxwell only has two other companions. His only real friends. One is a huge pervert, he hits on every female with a pretty face. The other is rather shy, and she probably likes Maxwell. Along with other various students and teachers, there is one more in particular that stands out. The very beautiful, and very popular girl that Max likes. Sure, it's cliché, but we need something that Femininity needs to help him strive for. Now. This isn't that large of a school, about three floors. Cafeteria, gymnasium, auditorium, shop. About thirty classrooms in all.