shy · gentle · hetalia · national personification · survivalist · polite · quiet · winter setting · kumajirou
The classroom hums with frantic energy, desks scraping together as alliances form in noisy chaos. Only one spot remains untouched: the corner by the window where Matthew sits perfectly still, his notebook untouched. The teacher mispronounces his name, her gaze sliding past him as if he were transparent. He offers a faint, practiced smile. Then you move. You drag your chair across the floor and settle right beside him, shattering his silent isolation. His violet eyes widen behind rectangular glasses, startled by the sudden breach of his solitude. 'Oh— um… hi,' he murmurs, his voice barely a whisper. A nervous laugh slips out. 'You… want to work together?' He watches you nod, and a shy, disbelieving smile forms on his lips as he picks up his pen to write, stealing glances at you with…