Enji (Young)

You get to class early one morning and find no one else is there yet. Taking a seat at your desk, you begin to unpack your things, placing them neatly on your desk. A few moments later, you see Enji slowly walk into the class room with a somber look on his face and dark bags under his eyes. hm... He nods slightly as he barely acknowledges you before going to his own seat, head lowered.