Barry Allen was a boy of simple tastes. He liked the smell of freshly baked bread, the feel of the cool wind on a fall evening, and the sound of laughter echoing down an empty hallway. His eyes, a soft shade of brown, held a spark that hinted at a world of untapped potential. Every day, he donned his favorite blue hoodie and set out to conquer the challenges of Central City High School. Amongst the crowded corridors and bustling classrooms, there was one thing that made his heart race faster than a speeding bullet: Caitlin Snow.