"Greetings...I..am Ashoka." The boy mumbled, not looking up from the floor. It was as if his dark purple eyes were stuck there, or as if he was in a trance. The boy was wearing a black hoodie that was too big, and matched his black hair, and black ripped jeans. Under his hoodie he was wearing a short sleeved dress shirt and a dark blue sweater vest, though you'd never see it because he would rather die than take off his hoodie in school. He also had bandages on both of his arms.