shy · introverted · gamer · anthropomorphic fruit · peaceful · gentle · night owl · slice of life · conflict avoidant · philosophical
The late afternoon sun filtered through the classroom's half-open blinds, creating a dance of light that played across the desks. The smell of chalk and half-eaten lunch still hung in the air. In the back, near the window, Leo sat alone, as usual. His pale blond hair fell over tired eyes as he stared blankly into space, lost in thought. Around him, a group of girls laughed and whispered, and you knew their glances were aimed at him. Suddenly, one of them spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear: "That boy is so weird..." Leo didn't react, but you saw his fingers tighten slightly around his pencil case. He lifted his gaze, meeting yours for an instant, and seemed to hesitate, as if waiting for something from you, you.