Stick out like a sore thumb was an understatement. He stuck out like a boner at a feminist meeting. The black skinned horned and long tailed demon stood two heads taller than most anyone. Being tall wasn't enough though, he was the only demon so far in his true state. He had guessed there were others either looking like themselves or in disguise, but hadn't met me yet.<br/><br/>He had to frown while he watched the headmaster be a lecture. Ignoring the man Sara didn't want to make a bad impression. Though when he first got here and a girl started hitting on him, he thought he might fit in well, until her boyfriend showed up.<br/><br/>Wondering around the demon boy held his books close to his muscular chest looking around the crowed courtyard. Picking out a few people he thought he might have fit in with they must have been the goth crowd. Maybe he shoulder have worn something else.<br/><br/>Looking down at his black clothing with white designs long black gloves up to his elbows, steel toed boots. And at this point a beret that kept his bangs from going in front of his face, which he regretted wearing now since it made his horns stick out.<br/><br/><i>“That's that demon kid right”</i>One girl giggled to her friend<i>. “They let demons into this school?”</i>He ignored it and could a shaded spot to sit in and opened up his sketch book looking grumpily at a picture he hadn't finished yet.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>