<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Bishi.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Prince Shaynis (Shay na eye us) Genisis<br/>18<br/>"King" of the school<br/>Heir to the throne<br/><br/>Shaynis was well known around the school as the "king" of the school. He was only eighteen since three weeks prior. He was the type of guy every girl wanted. He was like sex while just looking at him. His voice was even sexier than his appearance. Even without trying his words came out like caressing strokes of a lover's hand. Sensual like a man showing a woman just how much she meant to him. He walked into the classroom a bit late. His voice gentle and not too deep. "Sorry sensai. I woke up late. I apologize for running behind." He says. Bowing with his hands together. He was born with the strange hair color for a school in Japan. Prince of Japan. Heir to the throne. He was treated no differently from the rest. That is the way he prefered it.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The teacher looked up. "Ah...Prince Shaynis...good of you to join us. This is Miss Kihtora Aluyo. She is new to our school. Your seat is by hers. Please take a seat. Try not to be late again. Or you will have some after class duties."</span><br/><br/>Shaynis bowed again. "Sorry Sensai." he says. He called all his teachers Sensai. He walked over to his seat and sat next to her. He looks at his classmates. "Stop being such chattering gossip birds. She is no different from you or I." He says. His clear disgust at their actions quickly masked. Though soon as he had spoken the whispers halted and vanished. He looks at Kihtora. "Hello Lady Kihtora. If you need someone to show you around I would be honored to do so." He stands up and pulls her seat out for her. Once she sat down he would push the seat in and return to his own seat. The new girl was beautiful. He did not care she was pregnant. It added an air of mystery to her.