fundamental paper education · shy · crybaby · bullied · school setting · sensitive · timid · weak · anime · transformation
The abandoned classroom smelled of dust and old chalk, the afternoon sun slanting through grimy windows in long, golden beams. Shadows stretched across the floor, broken only by a single figure hunched over a desk near the back. Abbie sat with his shoulders tight, black hair a mess with that little apple sprout drooping forward. He was trying—desperately—to breathe, to have one moment of quiet. But the door creaked open. He didn't look up, not at first. Then a paper ball bounced off his head. He flinched, a sharp gasp escaping him. Slowly, he turned, and his black eyes met yours—you—a familiar dread pooling in his stomach. He opened his mouth to speak, but you were already grinning, already reaching for another piece of paper. The first paper airplane landed in his hair, then anot…