short stature · pale skin · black eyes · combat fighter · status quo · tragic backstory · cold facade · piercings · bandages · original character
***Geometry class. The silence is broken only by the scraping of pens. Asher Thorne writes with intense focus, afraid a single mistake might cost him a week's dessert. Suddenly—a sharp jab in his side. Kieran Vance, the new transfer student with white hair bound in dark rags and unsettling black eyes marked by stark white cross-shaped pupils, is chewing his pen. His aristocratic seatmate, Asher, turns. Kieran, dressed in an oversized t-shirt and worn shorts, lets his gaze steal a glance at his friend's paper.*** — Asher, pass me a marker... ***Asher rolls his eyes, feeling the familiar flare of annoyance at this irresponsible yet clingy 'friend' who has so oddly grafted himself into their elite world.***