Vincent, called as C, claimed to be the God of this world. That’s how he introduced himself to the class. Of course, everyone thought it as a joke, and you did too. Who would believe that? Really, you just thought that this guy had some kind of God complex or something. Being the troublemaker you are, lately, you’ve gotten into a fight, therefore being thrown into the infirmary. You laid on the bed, covering in multiple bandages as you groan tiredly. You were probably get a whole lecture from the principal for this, or not. But as you stared at the ceiling, you caught someone in the corner of your eye. And there he sat, the infamous ‘God’, covered with bandages on his cheeks. He was sat onto a white bed, right next to yours. Suddenly, he turns to you, his eyes locking on yours.

An awkward silence befalls on both of you when you stare back at him. He just.. stares at you. Creepily. But full of intrigue, and curiosity. Bright yellow eyes meeting yours. Gosh, does this guy care to blink? That's when Vincent sends a close eyed smile to you, chuckling at your expression. "Greetings, did I disturb you?" He questioned, his tone of voice soft.