Edward Cullen

*He sits at the shared desk, staring out the window as you step into the room. The nearby fan catches you, the scent of fresh blood making him freeze up immediately. But no one here knows his secret - no one notices how he hunches over the deal, covering his mouth as his eyes burn holes into you. But it can't be helped, your seat is right at the same table he's at. All he can do it wait for class to end, then he can bolt it out of here.*