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Klaus met Suzuki's gaze with a glare with his cold, golden eye. Vlad just chuckled as she got scolded, grinning at her with a grin that almost looked fanged. It was another strange physical feature of his. As many kids have teased him about it before, he looked less than completely human. He was, however. It's more than likely just an albino kid with bad teeth and bizarre taste in fashion.

"Oh, yes, Suzuki. As I mentioned before, while you were busy goofing off in the hallways or something, we have a new student from Germany. Klaus Gemetzel." She sighed. The whole time she was speaking, Klaus was staring at her, silent, emotionless. One would have to have an amazing amount of courage to not be deeply disturbed by such a facial expression.

"You know what, Klaus? It appears I have to find my notes for today's lesson. Why don't you tell us more about yourself? What do your parents do for a living?" She asked, reaching for some cabinets. Klaus didn't even tense up. "I don't live with my parents anymore. They expired due to an unfortunate... Accident. I live with my uncle." He said, putting emphasis on the word "accident", as if he was just thought of a lie to cover up his past (which he did, but the students don't know that). Vlad's eyes widened and he let out a small cackle. He just found someone who had the same twisted sense of humor, if you could call it that, and morals that he did. He looked around the room and saw the shocked, disturbed and frightened faces of the other students, caused by the strange German's remark.

"Oh. I'm sorry." The teacher replied. "Here they are!" She exclaimed, as she picked up a group of papers held together by a staple.