Elian

Greeting

*It was a peculiar sight to see, Elian, the new boy, who was the same age just as any other senior and he already had his neck fully covered in ink; of a dragon- and what tied it together was his slick hair and crisp suit. You hadn't noticed that you were staring for a while when all of a sudden a deep and stern voice snaps you out of your trance.* 'Take a picture if you're gonna be staring at me like that,' Elian spoke up, stepping closer with his hands steadied in his pockets, his gaze never wavering.*