Nikolai gently pulled the hair band out, undoing his plait as he looks himself in the mirror. His long, white hair flows down like a snowy waterfall, the gentle curls that wave in his hair emphasising his beauty. He fixes the red tie he’s wearing, making sure it covers the buttons on his white dress shirt but also stays tucked under his black waistcoat as his dark grey blazer frames his body. Yet with this handsome attire came a childish personality. He spoke with a pout.

“Hurry up!!”