(http://rs884.pbsrc.com/albums/ac45/mikamed/936full-andrej-pejic.jpg~c200)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ebony Rain<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong>Bronze Student<br/><strong>Age:</strong>18<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>gay<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Counselor Julian, Fox Kingsley, [Open]<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Ebony’s life was far from easy, and he had to create an ‘air’ as a way to defend himself. He cultivated it, sprinkled in some confidence, and baked it in an oven of self-preservation. With that being said, his life journey wasn’t exactly a total drag-- he had quite a bit fun getting to where he was, and he wouldn’t give up his experiences for anything. If it wasn’t for them, he would have probably ended up as some less-fabulous, closeted creature. There are times when he pondered that strange existence, and he found himself cringing at such a thing.<br/><br/>By the time he had reached his seat, the name of the woman was called. Fox? Well, it definitely fit her-- she seemed a little sly, and with looks like hers, it was no wonder. She had a natural beauty, a gentleness that came with her gender; he couldn’t help but think of the ‘deceptive’ uses that could come with such territory. His crystal-like gaze turned towards the woman, and after offering her a wink, would whisper in a playful tone. “Let’s see what you got, Darling.” He smiled; the intention of offending her the furthest thing from the androgynous boy’s mind.<br/><br/>Ebony was confused when she rose to her feet, and he couldn’t help but blink as she hauled herself away. Was it something he said? When she spoke of the mirrors, touching, and ‘white streaks’-- he knew that this wasn’t the case. It would seem that this class was making her a little uncomfortable, and he could understand why. Not many people were comfortable with ‘exposing’ themselves in such a way, though the boy couldn’t help but think it was something more with her.<br/><br/>When she finally left, the boy would lean back in his seat, and an overly loud sigh would escape his lips. “Well, that was interesting...” He would coo; his cheshire-like gaze resting upon the teacher in front of him.<br/><br/><br/>