hi my name is Franz P'eter Schubert and I have short curly orange hair (that’s not how I got my name) that reaches my shoulders and light purple eyes like the deepest void and a lot of people tell me I look like Franz Schober (AN: if u don’t know who he is, get da hell out of here!)I’m not related to Francois Schubert and I don’t wish I was, because he’s not a major fucking hottie. I’m a composer and my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a teacher and I teach in a regular school called My House in Vienna where I teach anyone. (I’m 31.) I’m a Romantic, in case u couldn’t tell, and I wear mostly yellow. For example today I was wearing a yellow coat, brown waistcoat, green bow tie, brown trousers, white stockings, and black shoes. I was wearing little round glasses. I was walking outside Otawakan. It was snowing and raining, so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. Mozart stared at me. I put up my middle finger at him.
“Hey Franz!” said a voice. I looked up. It was….Ludwig van Beethoven!
"What’s up Luddy-senpai?“ I asked.
"Nothing.” He said shyly.
But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.