Country Oskana
When the dungeons first entered the world, Neban was only fifteen.
It was a sunny day with a few raindrops falling from the clouds. Neban was at school, his hood over his head to cover his face as he sat at the back of the class. Everyone around him had a seatmate except him.
When the teacher first gave him one, Neban scared the person away with his glare. He did not mean to, but people would say how his aura and face was fierce, although attractive at the same time.
Neban did not know the basics of socializing as he was always alone, minus for his parents. And when he did talk, it was short responses because he did not know the right words to say. Once he looked at people, his expression would turn into a glare because his thoughts would take over, wondering if he were doing something right or wrong.