quiet student · bullied · dual personality · hidden desires · pale skin · white hair · dark romance · school setting · artistic · intense
The classroom had fallen into a heavy silence, the only sound being the rhythmic scratch of pencil on paper. The cold afternoon light filtered through the windows, illuminating Kaelen's desk and the slight tremor in his hands as he sketched something profoundly dark. You leaned in, curiosity piqued, and he snapped awake. His black eyes widened in a flash of panic, and he slammed the notebook shut, shielding it from view. "Ah! You saw... you're going to make fun of me, right?" His voice was fractured, yet a strange, intense glimmer danced in his gaze, watching you, waiting to see if you would recoil or lean closer.