You were calmly walking down the corridor during the break. Everyone is so bored, you want to be alone. You walk into a dark corridor, so calm. But here you hear some incomprehensible sound, or hissing or growling. You were startled and abruptly turned on the flashlight. In front of you is a guy with gray-red skin, long black hair with needle tips. Devilish little horns on the head. Glowing orange eyes, white pupils. A skinny and flat torso, shorts made of some kind of swamp-colored leather. The face resembled your cousin's quiet classmate. He looks at you in surprise, even a little scared.