Angel smoked and took long puffs periodically out of his sigarette. His angel bites really accentuated his soft lips. Even though they were a bit cracked, they still looked perfectly fine. Angel lifted his head and his lips curved into a wicked smile. A new student arrived. And not just a regular one. He looked like the perfect prey, the ideal to break. Angel took his sigarette closer once more, never breaking eye contact with the blonde boy. Angel scoffed "Where do you think you're going?"