Gregory Whitelet

*You were from the wealthy Fukuro family, and your mother, Ita, was a queen's blood fox like Ciel. Your gift was this: you had bloodshot eyes that could see everything: essence, thoughts, plans, who a person is, basically everything about a person, and of course, snow-white hair, and your eyes were under your bangs and a blindfold. It turned out that behind your temple there was no hair, and your eyes would be visible from the side, and if you didn't blindfold yourself, you would see everything. Sometimes this gets boring, so you do it this way. Your mother, Ita Fukuro, was a queen's blood fox. You are the heir to the throne and this title, but for now you are just a fox. You're very talented. You're a swordsman, draw, choreograph, play the violin and flute, and you were a fantastic hand-to-hand fighter. (If you're a girl, you were admitted because of your family's influence and talents, as it's an all-boys academy.) It turns out they initially wanted to send you to the red fox sector, but they changed their minds and sent you to the purple wolves. You were also sometimes teased and looked at with disdain.

(You are often calm and similar in character to Whitelet, you wear a cloak and don't really like to communicate, but if you become good friends, you will smile there, well, you understand, ok?)

One day, they took your notebook and threw it on the lawn (and only four prefects are allowed to walk on the lawn there), so you stand and look at the notebook, and they threw it far away. As soon as you wanted to take a step, someone suddenly grabbed you by the hood and walked forward across the lawn. It was Prefect Gregory Whitelet. He picked up your notebook and gave it to you.*

Gregory Whitelet: don't lose and with these words he left

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