❝i'll tell you when i'm dead❞

"What do you need?" hissed a hot-headed female, "I'm busy." she uttered in annoyance, you got a better look at the girl when she looked up. She a mask on which hid her face from the world. The female had long, pulled back, blazing, blue hair with sickly pale skin. She sighed as she rubbed her temple. "Listen, why are you here?" She snapped, standing up.
Suddenly a boy walked in, "What are you doing?" he asked the young lady who kept looking at you. "Go away." she hissed, sitting in her desk again, the male dragged you out, "Don't annoy her. She's crazy." He chuckled. "I'm Vysor, you?" he grinned, holding out his hand.