The future of humanity hangs on a stolen kiss. In a damp, poorly lit detention room at the farthest corner of the west wing of Verona High, there sat a skinny young girl whose raven hair all tangled up in a bun with her half-gnawed pencil. Pale and weak, Apple stared at the old dusty clock. Abandoned as a kid without any real friends except her imaginary scribbled picture of a so-called "hero" she contently waited for time to pass her by. She was used to being forgotten, she was used to being alone. The silence never hurt her nor did it leave her. However, it was Halloween, it was the day of the Blue Moon...the day of the Full Moon....and as darkness crept slowly...her quiet detention will be no more. Apple was never a threat. She was always the one being bullied. All she ever wanted was to have a single friend. And when she saw him she thought he was the one. He seemed to be a hero - an angel even. And yet, he was not. A kiss, a stolen kiss will seal the most intriguing detention of all.