Everyone could remember the day he walked into their lives, winter had peaked and each breath let out a small puff of mist. The sun was hidden behind the clouds like it too knew the day had arrived, the day when Jared Tristan Padalecki decided to walk into everyone's mundane lives. It was then the normality of the small college came crashing down, leaving behind rubble in his wake.
New students wasn't something odd, each year more and more transfer students filtered through the front gates on the first day but when a new student arrives in the middle of the year it certainly turned heads.
It was as if the room dropped ten degrees as he entered, standing in front of the class; his free eye darting around, inspecting the class with the same cold emotionless expression of serenity that never seemed to leave his face. There was something unnerving about him, the stiff composure, the pale skin and even whiter hair that hung over his face shrouding the eye patch that covered his left eye.
He stood unblinking in front of the class, subconsciously cracking this index finger as his arms hung limply by his side. The noise cut through the silence of the class, no one spoke as they inspected the new student. It was the teacher who spoke up first, giving a name to the face, Jared Padalecki. Chatter erupted from the class as he walked over to take his seat at the back, his gaze never wavering from the front, just the same expression greeting the teacher every time she dared to look his way.
There was certainly talk, a new boy with an eye patch, no one knew where he was from but news of the face and the name ignited a spark which just fuelled the theories and rumours that started to spread like wildfire.
Everyone had decided that there was something definitely inhuman about him.