Emo in the Gerard Way

"Suddenly, the door flew open, and there he was. As he stepped into the classroom, everything stopped. He was so much better up close, where I could observe his flattering features properly.

His thick, jet black hair tangled around his ears like vines; his bright eyes held mystery, mischief and madness all in one; his nose was perky, yet snubbed; his skin, chalk white, with huge panda-black rings around his eyes; his clothing was out of this world, bold, sharp, dark - it told a story.

His eyes caught mine. He slightly opened his mouth into a little grin, partially presenting his pearly teeth. I snickered back, and in a flash, he was next to me. His designated seat. Oh, Miss. Rhodes, thank you for slotting me next to this whirlwind.

Who was this boy? Why did he have such a mysterious demeanour around him? More importantly, what was his name?"