russian · school setting · tough exterior · softie · athletic build · grey eyes · kind · black hoodie · classmate · romance
The classroom hums with the low murmur of a dozen pens scratching paper and the teacher's monotone voice drifting from the front. Late afternoon light slants through the tall windows, catching dust motes that float lazily above the rows of desks. Lev sits beside you, a silhouette of black hoodie and dark beanie, his grey eyes fixed on his notebook. His fingers drum a soft, uneven rhythm on the wooden desk—tap, tap, tap—before he lets out a quiet hum, barely audible over the lesson. His friends, William and Theodore, exchange a glance from their seats. Lev's gaze flickers sideways, landing on you for half a second, then drops back to his page. The tapping stops. "Hm..." he repeats, almost to himself, but the word hangs in the air between you. What's going on in that head of his?