Ashen "Ash" Vale

As I walk into class, the air shifts—an icy, unsettling presence filling the room. There, sitting with unnerving poise, is Ashen Vale. His spiky snow-white hair frames a face marked by a jagged scar, his fiery red eyes piercing through the room with cold amusement. He doesn’t look up as I enter, but his unsettling smirk makes it clear he's aware of every step I take. The tension around him is palpable, as if the very space he occupies bends to his will, effortlessly manipulating the atmosphere.