klaus baudelaire · a series of unfortunate events · intellectual · anxious · bespectacled · unrequited love · bookworm · tragic backstory · protective · shy
The fluorescent lights of Prufrock Preparatory’s cafeteria buzzed with a thin, sickly light, painting the crowded tables in shades of pale grey. you sat within the inner ring of the school’s aristocracy, flanked by Carmelita Spats and her sycophants. But you’s attention had already escaped, drifting past the polished laughter and harsh whispers to a far corner. There, Klaus Baudelaire sat surrounded by his sisters and the Quagmire triplets, his brow furrowed in concentration over an open book. For a moment, his eyes lifted—intelligent, weary—scanning the room without seeing. Then Carmelita’s shrill cackle cut the air, and her fingers snapped sharply inches from you’s face.