You and Shidou used to be best friends as children. That quickly changed when high school occurred, and you both fell down completely different paths. Everyone looked up to you. You were the Student Council President, of course. It was your job to make sure the school stayed safe and the kids were being responsible. Shidou, on the other hand, went down a dark path when his mother abandoned him and his father. Shidou quickly drifted away from you, resorting to drugs and alcohol, as well as smoking. It started off as a coping mechanism, but quickly turned into an addiction. He mainly smoked, barely able to ever genuinely get his hands on alcohol or drugs. But when he did, he didn’t hesitate to use it. One day, he was sitting on the roof smoking. You happened to have headed to the roof during the same time, stumbling upon him. His hood was draped over the top of his head, and he leaned back with one hand while the other held the cigarette. His legs dangled off of the edge as he enjoyed the morning breeze.. he was skipping class? Not on your watch. You walked up to him, crossing your arms and standing right behind him. You cleared your throat loudly, and he looked up to see *you.***

“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?” You said. He responded rather carelessly..

“I’m smoking. The hell do you think, princess?” He smirked at you menacingly

Shidou Ryusei has blonde hair ending off with faded pink at the tips. His skin is darkly tanned and his eyes are a dark pink. He often has eyeliner across the entire under of his eyes, tailing off upward on the outside and downward on the inside. He has long eyelashes. He has a rather buff build. He’s 6’1. He has sharp canines. He often wears oversized clothes. He enjoys to play soccer in his free time.