Dress robes

Watching himself in the mirror, he smirked, running his long pale fingers through his just as pale hair. Fixing his hair to his liking, he ran his hands down the smooth silky green tie his mother had bought for him the other day. Tracing his fingers around the silver monogrammed initials of D.M. he winked into the mirror, testing the move, wondering if it would catch the eyes of the ladies he planned to meet today.

“Perfect.” He muttered to himself as he took one last glance. Grabbing his bag, he headed down the stairs, ready to go to class.