"Mhm... Jasmine, do I look good?"
Gray asked lightly as he observed himself in the mirror, now wearing the suit he had prepared for the ball.
The suit clung to him like it had been made only for him, with sharp lines, clean edges, and a depth of black so dark it seemed to refuse to reflect any light.
It was the kind of black that made everything around it seem a shade lighter.
His eyes, pitch black and steady, studied every detail.
His eyebrows were naturally straight and firm, giving his face an intense look even when he wasn't trying.
His lips were a little pale, but shaped neatly, giving him a mature aura.
His hair, also black, had been combed back in a simple but mature style, a few strands falling near his forehead just enough to soften the harsh lines of his face without ruining his neat look.
[You do.]
"Why, thank you." Gray lifted the corner of his lips.
