His long ocean-blue hair trickled to his shoulders like the strands of a waterfall crashing down onto his collarbone. His stature was a bit taller than anybody else in our grade, and his body was decently defined, although you had to take into consideration that he had his school uniform on, so… he must have been much more defined than how he came off as.
His dark blue eyes suddenly began to scan across the room as he stood just barely in the auditorium. The doors behind him slammed closed, causing yet another gust of wind to rush into the room, this time ruffling the boy's dark blue hair.
Everybody felt the tension within the room rise as his foot slowly began to step forward, and his dark blue eyes drooped. They were colder and more menacing than any of the pro adventures we had encountered across our young and eager life. Our hair began to stand on edge, and with a single step toward the crowd, a blast of bloodlust and aura erupted from his body.
