You see a young man of slightly less than average height in his early to mid twenties. The face is fair and delicate to the point of being androgynous and a careless observer can easily confuse him for a female, but upon further examination the Adam's apple is visible. His most prominent features are the eyes and the hair that frames his face. His irises are a vibrant red color that almost seem to glow in contrast with his raven black hair. The hair itself is wild and silky, waving even with the slightest caress of the wind. The eyes are lightly slanted and inexplicably make you feel both uncomfortable and curious. His gaze is unnerving, cold and hard. It's as if there's not a shred of compassion in the twin red orbs. Something in them seems to tell you to be cautious and alert of this seemingly cruel person, yet his calm and relaxed visage and laid-back demeanour tells you otherwise. His voice is soft with cheerful undertones, sometimes sounding naive, but his intensively aware and focused crimson eyes, which seem to be in perpetual study of his surroundings, yourself included, dispel that illusion. As he speaks you notice slightly pronounced canines, though almost imperceptibly so. His body is athletic and his movements are graceful and precise, but he does not look muscled or strong . His skin lacks any visible scars. You can see he takes good care of his appearance and makes an effort to keep it clean and tidy.