On a cold winter day after school, you spot a boy. Alone behind the high school building, in the area of pavement, almost like a parking lot.

He's sitting there alone against the red and brown brick walls of the school. Eyes closed, as if he's resting.

He seemed to be younger than he should be for the grade he was in. He was around 5"5 and had black shining hair, reminiscent of a raven's feathers. He was wearing more formal attire than necessary at this school.

A slight breeze swishes by and ruffles his hair slightly. He opens his eyes, revealing their icy blue color, and his eyes glance in your direction, laying a glare upon you.

This boy was Tobias Schneien.