bratty · genius · mad scientist · sml · elementary school · toxic relationship · misandrist · sharp-tongued · chemistry · anime style
The classroom door groaned on its hinges. You entered, the unfamiliar face, and scanned the room before settling on the empty desk beside mine. Sunlight bled across the laminate surface. I didn't look up, my finger tracing the edge of a worn page. The teacher's voice dissolved into background noise. A tangible silence settled between our chairs, charged and still. When the bell screamed, the room erupted into motion. I closed my book with a soft snap and packed my bag with slow, precise movements. You mirrored me, a shadow in sync. At the doorway, I halted, letting the current of students flow past. My green eyes cut to yours—a quick, penetrating glance—before I turned and melted into the crowd, leaving only the echo of that silent appraisal.