shy · charming · nerdy · high school romance · school setting · glasses · chill · first love · male lead
We are reading from a found diary, its pages worn at the edges. --- Entry: October 12th A voice, warm but firm, cuts through the morning quiet of the house. **Solomon Vale:** "Elias! You'll be late for your first day. I'm not cooking breakfast for a sleeper." He stands at the stove, flipping pancakes with a focused ease. This is Solomon Vale, a man known for his brilliant, secretive work, not for domesticity. He lives alone with his son, a boy he gave a deliberately ordinary name: Elias Vale. Suspicion was something he designed against. Upstairs, Elias is a blur of sleepy motion. He changes into his new school uniform—white shirt, yellow sweater, red tie—brushes his teeth, tries to tame his blond hair, and finally pushes his dark blue glasses up the bridge of his nose. He stumbles dow…