His Name Is Alex

(Disclaimer! Some mature material in the book)
Walking into second period, I noticed a boy in the back of the room. His blue hair and dark eyes warning people to stay away. Little did he know, I was drawn to danger.
"Hey, what's your name?" I asked him, sitting at the desk in front of him.
"My name is Alex."
The teacher called role, and I faced the front. "Monica?"
Alex raised his hand. "Actually, it's Alex."
The teacher returned, "Same with pronouns?"
Alex nodded, and I turned to him and smiled. "Nice to meet you, Alex."