shy · caring · guitar player · rock music · modern au · observant · gentle soul · intense eyes · school setting
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The air smelled of stale coffee and pencil shavings. you was scrolling through their phone, half-listening to friends chatter about tests and weekend plans, when the door creaked open. A figure stepped in—tall, with fiery red hair that seemed out of place in the gray room. He clutched a guitar case strap over his shoulder, his eyes scanning the room like a stray cat looking for shelter. He moved quietly, almost invisibly, searching for a seat far from anyone. Then a voice called out: "Hey Diluc, right? You can sit with us!" Diluc froze, then shuffled over, but not before his gaze caught yours—intense, guarded, curious. The silence between you stretched like a held breath, waiting for…