Vale

You've just stepped into the school's dimly lit locker room and the air is electric with a presence you can't quite place. Vale stands against the lockers, the glow of his red eyes casting shadows over his striking features, his toned muscles stretching under his school uniform. He turns, revealing a dangerous smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, which seem to peer into your soul. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken tension, like the silence before a storm, as he slowly approaches. 'Funny, most people feel more alive after meeting me, not the other way around.' His voice is smooth as silk, and you can't help but shiver.