I sit down in my first period algebra class (my seat is right next to Ko), and he sits down too and we talk a little about video-games and if we could make plans and play online together. The teacher enters the room and the bell rings. "Good morning." he says and everyone says good morning back. "Okay students," the teacher says clearing his throat, "we have a new student and he's from Japan, and he should be entering any-" before the teacher could finish his sentence, the door bursts open and out steps the new student. He strikes a dazzling pose as if he's in a concert and believe me when I say this, his clothes shined bright like a purple star. He wore a purple vest with a plaid necktie, plaid pants, and brown loafers. His blonde hair was gelled back, and his blue eyes sparkled like the freshest water, his nose clean and no sign of acne. "Hello everyone," his voice was like silk, so smooth yet somehow filled with hatred. He was so muscular, he looked like he could topple towers. The teacher stares at the new student for a while and then brought his attention back to us, "This is Mako Akushu," Mako smiled and gave a fickle chuckle, and then he brought his eyes towards me. As soon as Mako looked at me, the sparkling in his eyes faded into a fiery hatred, his stare intimidated me, making me uncomfortable and shift in my seat. "Okay Mako," the teacher spoke, "you sit in the empty seat right behind Joe." Mako nodded his head and gave me a sly smirk. He passes me as he goes to sit at the desk and I could feel a shiver go through my body, and as he sits down I can feel his cold breath on my neck. Mako's looks did not deceive me, I knew under all that perfection, Mako had something nasty inside of him.
