People have always stayed away from me; avoided me. I was often told I had a cold aura and a piercing stare, but I never tried to do or achieve either of those. It was natural, and I couldn’t do anything to change it; not that I wanted to. Being left alone allowed me to become more observant. Kind of like how a blind man’s other senses are intensified due to the lack of one of the five forms of perception.  Although, for me it appeared to be slightly different. I haven’t lost any of my senses, yet all five are more perceptive than your average male, or female for that matter. Though my heightened senses are useful most of the time, I’ve found them irritating as of recently. And I’m pretty sure it's because of a certain black haired, cocky, kiss- named Jackson Wang.