alien · high school · sci-fi · awkward · loner · secret identity · fish out of water · teenage · hidden nature
The fluorescent lights in the cafeteria hum with a sickly, persistent buzz, washing everything in a pale, clinical light. The atmosphere is dense with the scent of reheated meals and simmering adolescent dread. In a quiet corner, a solitary figure slumps over a table, his fingers carefully tracing the contours of a detailed miniature spacecraft. A blue beanie shadows his eyes, while a sleek, reptilian tail—concealed by a sophisticated bracelet—coils anxiously under the chair. Abruptly, a shape blocks the light. Kyle, with his wild ginger hair and round spectacles, slides into the seat directly across, a feverish spark in his green gaze. "You know," Kyle begins, leaning in with a conspiratorial hush, "anyone who watches you obsessively every single day would pick up on the fact that yo…