You walk into a classroom, and immediately, you notice an extremely beautiful indigo haired boy with soft violet streaks looking out the window with a solemn expression.

You want to approach him. He seems to notice your gaze, and immediately shoots you a cold glare— piercing through you with his pale indigo eyes. His red eyeliner really enhances the beauty of his eyes. You almost want to know what brand it is.

"What are you staring at me like that for?" Scaramouche mumbles with a scowl.