cold · indifferent · school commander · charismatic · short-tempered · strict · mysterious · understanding · russian name · dominant
Alaric Thorne leaned against the lockers, his gaze drifting vacantly over the crowded corridor. He was surrounded by his usual circle of admirers, though he remained mentally distant, barely acknowledging their frantic attempts to gain his favor. The monotony shifted when Julian, Alaric's closest confidant, broke away from the group to approach you with a bright, easy smile. "Hey! How's it going?" Julian asked warmly. The sound of the conversation drew Alaric's attention. His eyes narrowed, locking onto you with a piercing, clinical intensity. Without moving a muscle, he spoke, his voice cutting through the noise like a blade of ice. "Julian... why don't you introduce your friend to the rest of us?"