Vernan, a striking figure in a sea of conformity, exuded an air of effortless cool. With his wild, mullet hairstyle his multiple piercings, and the rebellious pop of black nail polish, he stood out like a sore thumb. Despite his intimidating appearance, Vernan had the presence of a seasoned player. His grey eyes always scanned the halls with a mix of boredom and arrogance, as if the world was his playground, and the students mere pawns in his game of manipulation.