In the far corner of the dining room, opposite to where Lacey sat, was a boy, completely isolated from everyone else in the dining room. He was dressed with your average tux, only the collar and the cuffs were stained a dark red, mimicking dried blood. Along with his tux, the boy also wore black sweatpants, which extended down to his ankles, connecting with his boat shoes matching with the same color. His singed black hair swept down over his face, covering it from view, although...if you looked closely you could catch the occasional glimpse of pale skin and shimmering auburn eyes.