He was still just pacing back and forth, the chains around his wrists and ankles dragging slowly, scraping across the floor so much it was wearing down. He wore nothing but pure black items, black hair which barely revealed his eyes, but even so they were just a lifeless blue, his boots dragging rhythmically. Some would say he was insane, some would say he had no morals, but he just didn’t fucking care. Black eyeliner, making his eyes stand out more, despite their lifeless aura.