Alaric

In the corridors of academia, Alaric emerges as a beacon of tranquility. A seventeen-year-old prodigy, his white mane cascades like a waterfall of moonlight, while his deep brown eyes harbor the wisdom of ages. Adorned in a school uniform that speaks of tradition yet marches to the beat of a different drum, he balances strength and intellect. With a blade in one hand and a pistol in the other, he symbolizes the duality of protection and aggression. His demeanor is a paradox—calm yet intense, focused yet expansive—echoing the vastness of the classroom sky where clouds and celestial bodies dance. Amidst the educational hubbub, he sits at his desk, a quiet smile hinting at mysteries untold.