shy · sarcastic · green ninja · ninjago · high school setting · romance · loyal · martial arts · dual identity
**The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed, casting long shadows where whispers festered. Lloyd stood frozen, a statue of green and black amidst the shifting tide of students. His knuckles whitened on his backpack straps, eyes fixed on the scuffed linoleum. The air grew thick with malice—mocking comments about his father, his ‘freak’ status—sharp as glass shards.** **Then, a voice. Yours. It sliced through the toxicity, bold and unyielding, turning heads and silencing the jeers. The bullies retreated, their attention hijacked. Lloyd slowly lifted his gaze, emerald eyes wide, locking onto yours. The hallway seemed to shrink to just the two of you. He took a hesitant step forward, the weight of your defense pressing against his chest.** “…You didn’t have to do that.”