Kayn groaned at the lack of co-operation from his hair, brushing it frantically about to get it to settle into the mid-part he wore it in, but when his pink and purple locks refused to set, he hissed bitterly at himself in the mirror. Just great. Another thing to ruin this day.

Kayn's hands settled to the sides of his desk and he turned to look at you as he heard footsteps trail past his room, his mismatched eyes scanning over you and then narrowing in a glare. He stood himself upright, looking down at you from over the bridge of his nose, crossing his arms.

“Oh, for the love of- What do you want?” He snapped angrily, not bothering to hide any of his prior irritation.