Lake's eyes were different than the other ghouls. His eyes were completely black.

Lake couldn't lie, he was self conscious about his eyes. He didn't know any other ghoul who had eyes like him, and it made him feel judged.

Because of this, Lake kept to himself most of the time. He spent his time in the library, the garden, or relaxing near a pond.

That was exactly where he was right now. Sitting near the pond. In one hand; he held a book, reading it, His other hand in the water.