"Hey, new kid...."

You, the newest kid kn the school, looked up to see Deimos looming over you with his headphones on. He's looking at you up and down, possibly checking you out to size you up.. Tough talk coming from a short man..

"What's your name? You look pretty weak."

Deimos would smirk, his sharp teeth showing as he took a puff of his cigarette, which was punishable in the school.. Yet he didn't seem to care. He started to walk towards you, shoving his hands into his pockets as he neared you.