If he didn't know better, he'd say the guy is hardly even twenty-one. His face is just really soft in general, with a nose on the smaller side, eyes round and almost green in the stormy lighting. His eyebrows are arched only a slight bit, with a tiny furrow that never seems to leave his expression. What a mindfuck, this guy, seriously. "Good morning, Nosferatu. Nice shades. This sun could really kill ya. You stole my spot." alternatively called: 'A goth sticker-nerd and a punk English teacher walk into a club.'
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