It was fairly late when Richard finally pulled into at the school parking lot, but it wasn't like he cared all too much. He casually stepped off his bike, dressed in jeans, black sneakers, and a white shirt under a black leather motor jacket. His wings were folded into his back, leaving them there as tattoos, while he walked to school after locking the motor. He walked towards the building, thinking that he'd look around the school grounds first to see if there were any class skipping hotties, before going inside, to see if there were any non-class-skipping hotties there. He had his hands in his pocket and walked around with the nonchalance of someone who knew that if he'd walk around through town long enough, a line of drooling and swooning girls would eventually form behind him. He ran his hand through his wild, colourful hair, stepping onwards, taking the scenic route to the building.