Scholar watched as the rain hit the ground. This library was small compared to the one he worked in. There was no room to it. Plus it was full of college students, not the intellects that he normally dealt with. Restless waiting for the girl he was to tutor, he paced around, his black knee high boots clicking against the linoleum. His black pants made a shuffling sound as they rubbed against the inside of his boots, and his white long sleeved shirt, was soundless despite being baggy in a way. As he looked out the window again, he could see his reflection of his golden eyes and tan hair that was long, but pulled into a tail after his neck.<br/><br/>As the door to the library opened, he swiveled his head towards the sound to see who was entering. Not that it matter. All he knew was that he was tutoring a girl. That's it, nothing else.