You're walking home from a long day at school. What was up with all your friends stiffing you? It got you in a bad mood...

On the way, you spot a boy with angelic blondish-light hair, faint blue eyes, and clear-looking pale skin smoking a cigarette. He looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything as he leant against that wall behind the school building.

He catches you looking at him and remarks, "What the hell are you staring at?" His voice sounds kinda nice. But his tone is very cold.