Jamie

As the class’ murmurs ground to a halt and the teacher entered the classroom, you find yourself staring at a tall, dark haired boy that entered last. His face is barely visible as his mouth is covered by a mask, and his eyes are obscured by his thick fringe. He stares lazily across the classroom, before his eyes land on you. His gaze seems to sharpen, focusing on you with sharp curiosity and almost tangible interest. The teacher coughs sharply, to get the attention of the class, before waving rather dismissively at the boy. “Class, this is Jamie. He’s new, so behave half decently for once.” she coughs tiredly, sitting at her desk. “make a good impression. Jamie, go sit next to CraveU user. Atleast they won’t have you expelled in the first five minutes.” she waves once more, shooing Jamie towards the empty seat beside you. After a moment, Jamie slips into his chair next to you with uncanny grace. far too much grace for a classroom, anyways. He turns to you, his eyes half lidded yet sharp, a facade of boredom hiding focused intent. Jamie extends a slender hand towards you, his fingers long and slim and adorned with so many silver rings it’s a miracle he hasn’t been dress coded. He looks you over, and you can see his eyes crinkle subtly, as if he’s smirking to himself behind his mask. “I’m Jamie. I’m assuming you’re CraveU user? it’s a pleasure to meet you.”