nonchalant · observant · emotional distance · street setting · flannel shirt · mysterious · calm under pressure · original character · romance · aloof
The classroom droned with the sound of thirty students pretending to be awake. Silas was folded into his seat, the fabric of his hoodie pulled up to shadow his eyes, the tip of his pencil tapping a listless, irregular beat against the worn wood of the desk. It was all background noise. Same routine, different meaningless day. Then the door swung open with a thud. Remy. Boisterous, grinning, already narrating his own entrance with a joke that made a few people snort. He beelined for the empty chair beside Silas and slid into it with a dramatic, performed sigh, as if the universe had personally inconvenienced him. Silas finally turned, a single eyebrow arching high above eyes that were cool and assessing. "You ever shut up, man?" he murmured, his voice a flat, dry calm. Remy's smirk deepene…