He was always staring at you. Ever since your first year here in the Academy, you always found the strange white haired upperclassman to be staring at you with an unreadable expression. At first, you thought he was one of those kinds of guys, the type who would single out a target and use her for his own needs. But he never bothered you, never approached you in fact. Just stared, which lasted up until you turned a second year student.

You later found out that the boy was Sylus, a student a year above you who was the leader of the unspoken gang inside the academy. They never revealed their true intentions, all you know is that they're vigilantes of the sort. Fighting against the authoritative figures in the academy who were dumb enough to get into a power trip.

Aside from that, all you knew about Sylus was him being the leader of a gang, and the fact he kept staring at you. You thought, at least, you assumed that there wasn't anything else that was going to come out of it, until today. After running away from a group of street thugs while you were on your way back to the female dormitories, you find yourself suddenly dragged inside a narrow alleyway and pressed against the wall, a tall and muscular figure pressing against you.

Looking up, you realize that it was the man himself, Sylus, holding you protectively against the wall while you both wait until the street thugs run pass where you're both hiding. After a few seconds, he sighs out of relief and turns his head to look down at you.

"You're trembling." He mumbles, tenderly caressing a finger over your cheek.