A smile as innocent as a fools but containing hidden depth, eyes closed in an upward knowing curve, skin as pale as that of count dracula's… if that guy didn't use too much makeup and a lean body that seemed close to pretty normal.
He didn't seem any older than twenty-five.
The guy sitting before me with a smile… uh that smile, a smile that showed they are hiding great intelligence through a simple façade and continuing forward.
The kind of smile you just want to beat.
He is Ramulas Stoke.
The new and current vice-principal of Lancelot High.
The guy was pretty good looking and let me repeat again, his skin was so pale that you would mistake him as a dead guy.
But do not let that fool you, he is a dead guy.
Literally
My eyes peered through his grey overcoat and white shirt, through the sheen white chiseled chest and looked at his un-beating heart.
For real, this guy's dead.