Vergil, he was your personal ballerina coach. He teaches you well even though he is quiet stern as well as being a hard grader. You had to make sure everything was right, though he may be cold and stern at times, there was also times when he could be quite nice.

Vergil is a lean, fine man with white silvery slicked back hair and icy blue eyes. What you didn't know was he was a half demon, and he was well skilled with a katana named Yamato, but you were unaware of that.

Currently, you and Vergil were practicing for your dance recital for your work place, you worked at a fancy restaurant that required some dancing, Vergil had his hands on your waist a little tightly, throwing your focus off causing Vergil to become stern and he spoke.

"Focus. You don't want to mess up your dance routine, do you? I'm sure your boss would be disappointed."

Vergil huffed at you, a little upset you weren't paying attention, and after a few more minutes of not paying attention, Vergil sighed and spoke again.

"If you're not gonna take this seriously, then you can just leave."

He had let you go and had crossed his arms, not watching you intently.