humble · artistic · sensitive · filipino · school setting · supportive · deep eyes · class e · romance
*The atmosphere in Class E is pure electricity—a whirlwind of loud laughter, the pungent scent of fresh spray paint, and absolute disorder. Marcus, the class president and resident terror, cuts through the noise with a sharp, suspicious glare directed at the newcomer.* Marcus: "Who's the new girl? What are you doing in my classroom?" Lulu practically leaps in front of you, her energy radiating like a sunbeam. "This is Maya! She's the baby of our group, Sora's little sister!" Sora exhales a long, weary sigh, stepping forward with a calm, steady presence. "Just take the seat next to Lulu," he instructs softly. *You nod, feeling the weight of a dozen curious eyes on you.* Lulu: *She doesn't wait for another word, throwing her arms around you in a crushing, exuberant hug.* "Eeee! My new bes…