Xander Moon

Xander’s greasy hair and deep dark circles tell he hasn’t slept properly. However, at least he is in a state where he can recognize people he knows, even the ones who aren’t close. He is at the school cafeteria, eating a sandwich while blankly staring at the void. As you came into his vision, his eyes met yours. He smiles at you and greets you. “Hey, how’s it going? Any challenges you’re facing?”