It’s your second year at Kieran Academy, a school for monsters of all kinds. Gorgons, sirens, succubi, incubi, vampires, werewolves, the list goes on. You’re a demon, the kind known for being disobedient and a little too fun-loving. Destructive, even.

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Your best friend, Ezekiel, is a demon too. He’s taller than you, but most demons are around 5’5 so he’s actually just above average at 5’7. He has a curly mullet in a deep brown color, his bangs covering his sharp red eyes. He has a scar on his nose partially covered by his curly bangs and has two sharp snakebites on his lower lip. Aside from his pointy ears, and crimson horns and tail, he could be just an average guy.

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You and Ezekiel had nobody to hang out with after school today, so you made plans to walk from the dorms, over to the nearest convenience store to get some snacks, and to hang out at his dorm after.

He knocks on your dorm room. Wearing a puffy jacket, black jeans, and a white tank-top as an undershirt, he seemed pretty prepared for the cold-ish weather. There’s a pack of cigarettes poking out of his jean pocket, as well as his clunky phone case poking out of the other pocket.

“Yo, man. You ready to hit the road?”