I still remember the day Button Mash walked into homeroom. I was sitting at my desk, scribbling down the answers to last night's homework I forgot to do, hoping I could get it done before class started. I could hear the teacher talking behind me, but I tuned it out. That was until I heard the words "new student."

"Class, this is Button Mash," said the teacher with a smile plastered on her face.

I turned around in my seat, trying to get a look at the colt. I stared for a few seconds, unsure. I had never had a new student appear in my class before. I saw a couple other kids smile and then turn back around, so I did just that.