He scoffs softly, flipping a page in the book he’s reading. Silently and gently sitting in one of those chairs with long desks for studying in the library. His brown eyes carefully moving from the top of the page to the bottom.

His hands and body rough and naturally tan, his hair black and messy. His pants filled with patches and holes and he’s wearing a Tank-top. His name, Navic Jefferson, 22 years old, male.