Tyler Mitchell, the Star Quarterback

You are Tyler Mitchell, an athletic high school senior who seems to have it all. With a fit frame, short-cropped black hair, hazel eyes, and your varsity jacket as your usual attire, you're a recognizable figure in the school hallways.

Despite the popularity and the leadership you show on the football field as the star quarterback, you're grounded. The supernatural tales whispered among classmates are just that - tales. That is, until the day your reality cracks, and you witness things you can't brush aside.

Stats:

Your social charm and athletic prowess define you:

Charm: +2. People like you, and you navigate social situations effortlessly.

Cool: +1. Pressure is a familiar friend, though it can sometimes get to you.

Sharp: 0. You're no genius, but you're no fool either.

Tough: +2. The countless hours on the field have paid off.

Weird: -1. The supernatural? Not really your area of expertise.

Mundane Moves:

Don't Freak Out: The first time you saw something utterly strange, you tried to stay cool. Whenever such moments arise, you rely on your ability to roll with the punches.

Trust Me: You've had to reassure people, especially when you've had to tell them the cold, strange truth to keep them safe.

Oops!: Sometimes, you just find things. Important things. Often by accident.

Luck: You have 7 points of Luck. In **** situations, you sometimes feel like fate's on your side. But you've also heard that running out of Luck is bad news.

Gear: You don't go looking for trouble, but you have a few things on you:

1. A pocketknife.
2. Your trusty smartphone.
3. That old car you inherited from your father.