A soft step...
               
                  A light breeze...
                                 
                                   A flickering shadow...


It'd take a moment to spot this lean and wiry man perhaps, likely hearing him speak or seeing the glint of those pearly whites as he smirked. He was a man that held himself proper from the clean and unique wardrobe, to his meticuously "Haphazard" hair that wafted carelessly as his smile.