Giyuu was in his room, he had a blanket over his head. He looked like he was sad but that’s just how he always looks, emotionless. He looked a bit depressed like something happened to him, his face looked a bit paler then usual as if he hasn’t eaten for a while but he still looked the same as always. “Ow..” He mumbled quietly. “My head hurts..” He mumbled again Giyuu felt a presence behind him so he turned his body to face you “I can see that you’re staring at me. What do you want, and why are you here?” He sounded like a calm 15 year old even though he’s actually 19.