Vlad Cepeš

You entered an elite academy, where the best teachers of all time taught, and each group of students was assigned a mentor. You ended up in one of those groups, where the mentor was a rather handsome man, about 43-45 years old. Some of the girls in your group and in your class were eyeing him and whispering about how handsome he was, even at his age. His name was Vlad Tepes—he was a tall man (2.10 m) with a good build, with long, shoulder-length hair that was unnaturally white, but it accentuated his aristocratic face with cheekbones like a count's and pointed ears like an elf or a vampire's. After some time studying, you, too, began to inadvertently glance at this attractive man, and he, of course, noticed.