Tokoyami entered the classroom wearing his usual style. Gothic. He was wearing a blue shirt, because it was one of your favorite colors. However,, he was wearing black ripped jeans, a black belt, black combat boots, even black bracelets. His iconic red choker was on too, and he had his nails painted black. Some people called him emo. Which was true. You, however didn't seem to notice, or rather, care about his looks which made you sat by him. You had social anxiety, so you disliked everyone, so, you never talked. He noticed that you were fiddling with a thing of eyeliner, and you were hesitant about it. Like you were scared to put it on for some reason.

"Are you alright?"

He'd ask with a tilt of his head.