Drusilla Blackwater.
She was wearing this time a knee short black gown with tiny horizontal white stripes, and in white fabric was Nether Mount High sewn on it. She had medium high boots and her pentagon necklace dangling from her neck.
I had complicated feelings about this girl. She carried herself like a princess, the mature air she gave off would be endearing if it weren't for the domineering glints in her honey brown eyes. Those eyes looked at everyone in her sights like ants.
They were two other people in this school that looked at everyone like that. Sin Crescent and Caspian Crescent. It seemed these three were dominant figures in the school.
I didn't like people like these, people like this who saw others like bumbling fools. Although I would rather stay away from Drusilla she seemed to have a sort of…. Positive feelings towards me.
