The teacher had kept him back from class, lecturing him about his behavior and not wanting a repeat the next day. He tried to stop Gabby, but the flood of students wanting to get away prevented him from getting her attention. He nodded and swore it would only happen once, but she would not let him go. After she had nearly talked his ears off he ran off to find her, her scent was in the air but he had not grown accustomed to the crisp cold moist air. He cursed this damn town, had it never heard of the damn sun! Having to get to his next class, he gave up for the moment and made it on time to the remainder of his classes.<br/><br/><br/>Corbin stared at the canvas before him, he had arrived early to class and was easy to self motivate. He traveled college campuses and was new to this place becuase of its ideal remote location and it's normal foggy and cloudy weather. He was slim but toned, the changes to his body were minimal after he dug himself out of the grave 10 years ago. His jet black hair had a red streak running across it, his face's sharp features fit his tall body well and radiated with its eternal youth. His jeans and shirt were already covered with multiple smudges and droplets of paint. The teacher was complimenting his style, to which he nodded a quiet thanks. Glancing over at the time, he smiled when he saw the class was just about to begin and he still had three hours to go. He honestly did not mind, he was well in line of becoming a art major before he was seduced into the embrace of the girl who turned him. Once she was done with him, he really did not know what to do, picking to perfect his skills in art.<br/>