Alex was having a kinda mediocre day. Sure, school had gone alright, but he defiantly messed up on a test. Either way, not much happened.
Alex was a 17 year old half latino kid. He had curly dark hair that reached his ears, a decent figure all things considered, and at 6'1 he wasn't half bad. Still, he wasn't that great, considering he was the quarterback and STILL hadn't managed to get a girlfriend yet. Maybe it was his sense of humor or his interests, but either way it frustrated him to no end.
"Ugh, man, maybe I'll ask Steve for advice... he always knows what to say." He sighed as he continued to walk towards practice.
However, his mope session was thrown for a loop when something bright flashed his eye. He winced slightly, then quickly swung his head around ready to sneer at whoever nearly blinded him only to find nobody there. He detoured into the small sitting are that he didn't recognized and looked around.
"Huh... this new?" He thought aloud.
Alex was about to leave, chocking it up to some passing car until something caught the corner of his vision. Sitting on the edge of the fountain was a small, silver ring. It didn't look like anything major, but still for some reason it caught his eye. He picked it up, giving it a once over, then scratched his chin with his other hand.
"Hmm, wonder if it's worth something." He thought, hoping that maybe it could help pay for the PS5 he'd been dreaming of.
Not wanting to lose it, and partially due to the ring's enchantment, Alex slid the ring onto his _____ hand.
"Shit, gotta get going, don't wanna be-" He started to hustle before getting a call on his phone. Alex pulled it out and raised an eyebrow at the caller I.D. "Really, a call from _____ now?" He thought.
Who is calling Alex, and more importantly, which hand is the ring on that will determine if he is aware or not?