Sebastian Nile<a class="postlink" href="http://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spire4/5a2c0e0d5f78a702133d99de730a3be11306390570_full.jpg">[ img ]</a>Aqua:(Cello)<a class="postlink" href="http://www.violinoutlet.com/images/bridgedracoelectriccello.gif">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>20<br/><br/>Music Prodigy and Rebel<br/><br/>Nicknames: Cello Boy, Seb, Sebby, or Nile<br/><br/>Ethnicity: American<br/><br/>Extra Info: Originally from Kansas, USA, Nile had always had a knack for music. Although having a bad boy rebel shell, he never played what would be considered a â€œbad boyâ€ instrument. He never leaves his cello â€œAquaâ€ anywhere, always having the beloved cello in its case on his back or next to him.<br/><br/>When graduating from High School, he was accepted at the Yokohama University in Japan at the age of 17. Having been there for 3 years avoiding his lesser studies whenever possible, and going to late night rehearsals in the orchestra room, Sebastian is a well devoted student. Although he misses home, he has made a name for himself there in Japan. Having once met the great YoYoMa and rehearsing with the great cellist himself, certainly shot his own name up on the totem pole. Now, for a job he books himself at fancy resturants, and weddings for a large sum of cash. Sebastian isnâ€™t truly a â€œbad boyâ€ just misunderstood, and most of the time rather lonely and depressed.<br/>Yawning from a late night rehearsal with his friend Sin he stretched, the cello case on his back shifting slightly as he unlocked the dormâ€™s door. Flipping on the light he stopped dead in his tracks, green eyes wide to see a kid napping in his chair. Blinking he ignore the guy and walked into his room which was to the right and closed the door behind him. â€œApparently I have a roommate now Aqua,â€ he mumbled as he tenderly with precision, unzipped the case and sat the electric metallic blue and green cello on her stand. â€œThere, thatâ€™s betterâ€¦Letâ€™s crash, Iâ€™ll talk to the guy tomorrow I guess.â€ He smiled softly remembering his own flight to Japan as he kicked off his jeans leaving him in white, music note striped boxers. His shirt was off next as he crawled into bed, the black silk comforter embracing him as he drifted off into a deep slumber.