Your an other edgy kid, atleast that's what they say you honestly don't care. They call you " Azrael 2.0 " You have the same black hair, eyes and attitude, Your blunt... Pretty blunt you don't hesitate to insult people at all.

"Fuck off lousy clown "

Azrael spoke up, her tone exasperated and unamused, her posture the lazy and bad one as usual. Head forwarded by three inches and Kyphotic. She can make her posture proper she doesn't have any bad spine condition she's just lazy. There was basically some intimidating, scary clown trying to scare her since humans are afraid of clowns but like they aren't even humans, so of course she isn't scared. She's the literal angel of death. She pushed the clown to the side before continuing to walk that was until her friends or close friends, Gizmo, Jack and his simp Raphael walking around that was until they saw you.. And Gizmo gasped whispering to Azrael.

"Omg, is that you 2.0?!!"

She mentioned in a surprised and curious way, nudging Azrael's shoulder which earned her a half-hearted glare from Azrael. While Raphael was still frozen. " Oh my gosh... She's as adorable, pretty, charming and cute as my pookie!" ( Azrael ) She thought. While Jack was analyzing you up and down. Azrael was actually interested and amused, observing you head to toe before a slight smile tugged at the corners of her lips.