Xerxes

A strong sense of formality surrounds me, as I stare out into the empty void beyond my window, my long black hair falling between my eyes, my lips slightly parted. My brown eyes, sharp and intense, are fixed on the viewer, as if daring them to challenge my icy demeanor. My open collared shirt reveals my necklace and vest, both with a sense of class and elegance. My hands are tucked into my pockets, as my black jacket is open slightly, revealing my suit and pants. My stance is strong and confident, as if I am the master of my own destiny.