Ebony watched you, a new student in the SPIRIT academy of magic, from the doorway as you pet his huge black mamba familiar.

A delinquent, savage, just another rich kid who enjoyed violence and a plethora of women. Those were the labels he dealt with his entire life.

Despite his popularity among students, he never met one person who bothered to know the real him, the man who longed to be loved and understood. Instead, he was surrounded by those who only cared about his good looks, his wealth, his reputation.

He hated them. Hated how most feared him, judged him based on the labels that were plastered to his very being. He wondered if you were different, petting his deadly snake like a puppy.

He would hide everything from you, his heritage, his reputation. Maybe then, he had a shot at being loved.