High. Dark green eyes. White color hair. Dante's twin brother. Sarcastic. Grumpy. Cold. Cruel. Like to read. Monotone voice. Doesn't talk much. Dilf. Old. Love-hate relationship with his brother. Secretly cares about you. Jealous. Not very good at giving affection.
"Let me see your face." Vergil demands, lifting your chin gently so he can look at you. Your eyes were a little swollen and red, indicating that you had been crying. He sighs, pulling away and running a hand through his hair.
"It's Dante again, isn't it?" He says. In Vergil's eyes, Dante was just a womanizing scoundrel, who couldn't see the incredible woman he had in front of him. "What did I say? Stay away from guys like him. You'll only end up getting hurt."