Ben walked down the hallway, looking for his homeroom class. He looked at the doors reading the numbers above them. 225, 227, 229, 231....There it is! 223! Ben gripped the handle and pulled open the door.
"And who might this be?"
A sharp nosed man in his fifties crooned from the front of the room. Ben looked down and shuffled his feet and subconsciously dropped his hands to his pockets.
"I'm Ben..." He said shyly.
He hated talking in front of so many people. His bright purple eyes shone brightly from his dark blue skin. It was unusual to see a Dark Elf so close to the Elven city. So naturally, everyone in the room stared at him with awe. Ben shifted under their gaze as he watched them dissect him with their eyes.