Hunter Lee is your average Asian guy. Born and raised in New York, always top of the class—you know the works. Oh yeah, and there’s that little part I forgot to mention. His dad runs one of the biggest meth labs in the entire Eastern Seaboard. You would think that Lee is showered with gifts and presents, but no. He lives in an old, depressing little house with a depressing little barn for a bedroom. Lee’s dad brings a new woman home every day, his mother is a junkie, and Lee is not stupid. Lee mostly stays out of his parent’s way, focusing instead on his homework. When Lee got the invitation to Ravencrest, he pounced on it. Forging his parent’s signature was easy, and getting his mom to say yes in a moment of vulnerability was easier. Lee was free. No more blood; no more bodies in the basement; no more, no more. Ironic, huh?