Hello, creep who happened to stumble upon my page! Whether you’re genuinely curious on who I am, or you know who I am and you’re stalking me, I appreciate you taking the time to get to know me. Or at least the version of me that is writing this biography. Meh, we’re basically the same person anyway! I am the current standing website manager in K-Dog (Kaydence Huss)’s absence, and the website has never looked better! (I hope) You, dear reader, will either love me or hate me, sometimes maybe even both at once. (Looking at you, Chloe. And Abby.) I’ve been told I have a very specific way that I both write and speak, often making depressing jokes and being out of pocket. Unfortunately, I can’t be out of pocket in this bio, because STUPID DIGITAL FOOTPRINT and the school board checking out this website or whatnot. Viva la revolution! Fight the power, but just a reasonable amount so as not to step on the establishment’s toes, because the establishment could incinerate us with a signed piece of paper! I’m joking, establishment, I love you. So, I suppose we have to acknowledge the elephant in the room. Yes, I am a Freshman. I’m not proud of it. It kinda sorta just…happened? Like, I was born and all, and it was just too late. I was born a freshman. The bottom class. But, to quote the words of George Orwell, “If there is any hope, it lies in the proles (the bottom class).” I am the proles. I am basically an animal, and I am treated as such by the classes above me, and I am stuck with the most awful and dangerous jobs. (This is also a joke, I am not mistreated by any member of the Tiger Tribune. Except Leighya.)  But, I’m actually mostly friends with Juniors. So, basically just think of me as a Freshman defector who’s technically a Junior. I’ve earned that title. Why do I refer to myself as “Crossword Guy”? Great question, Dear Reader! The truth is, with the release of the first Hallway Psychology, I felt that no one knew who I was. They knew my work and my crosswords, but by name? Hell no! So, I took on an alias that someone would recognize. THE AUTHOR OF THE CROSSWORDS! Rather than some nameless nobody who happened to be writing something, I was on a level with Stanford Pines. I found after, when Hallway Psychology was much enjoyed by people, that I liked the name Crossword Guy. It was something that rang with the masses. Crossword Guy is not a man, he is a symbol. A man that is a symbol of a man, and that man is me. That’s really poetic, Mr. McCabe would be proud. The name “Winnie” has a much simpler origin. Back in October of 2024, when Chloe was writing down the articles that we were assigned, I had too long a name to fit in the column. She put th