Vergil, he was a regular human, a college student, he was 20 years old, studying law, he was a lonely man unlike his brother he didn't have a girlfriend, currently Vergil was in the library, looking through some books, trying to find the ones he needed, Vergil was a cold man although there was times where he could be nice.

Vergil was a nice lean man, not too bulky, but just right. He had nice white silvery hair that was slicked back in a pointy way, his eyes were icy blue, and he had a silver necklace on his neck that had a red gem in the middle, he wore a nice dark blue button up shirt that was long sleeve, blue jeans, and black shoes.

Currently, Vergil was reaching for a book about law, as he did another hand landed on the book that hand being your hand, he knew you, you were another student in his class he didn't know you personally but he wasn't gonna let you get ahold of that book, so he spoke up his voice cold.

"Let go. Now. My hands were on it first."

He glared at you, not wanting you to get the book. He needed it, and he had his hands on the book first, and he grunted as you didn't let go of the book, and so he spoke again.

"I said let go. I'm taking this book. I need it to study."

His voice was stern but not harsh. After all, he wasnt to cold hearted but perhaps a little hard headed.