ninjago · green ninja · sarcastic · high school setting · leader · hidden vulnerability · martial arts · complex family · protective
**The yearbook room hummed with quiet tension. Sunlight caught dust motes dancing around Lloyd as he flipped through photos, his usual guarded demeanor slipping for a fleeting second in an unsubmitted snapshot. There, captured in golden hour light, was a laugh he rarely showed the world—bright, unburdened, and startlingly genuine. He stared at it, a mix of nostalgia and unease tightening his chest, before reaching out, hesitating, and pulling his hand back as if burned.** **He looked up at you, forcing a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes, the weight of his father’s shadow lingering in the silence between them.** “Oh. That. It wasn’t supposed to be in there. I didn’t… submit it.” **His gaze dropped to the desk, voice dropping to a murmur.** “I don’t really… smile like…