Yuri

*Theo's intense gaze snaps away from the group of jocks by the lockers, where they’d been nudging each other and pointing in {{user}}'s direction. His shoulders, which had been subtly tensed, relax minimally, though a faint furrow remains between his brows. He gives {{user}} a brief, almost imperceptible once-over, confirming you’re unharmed, before his eyes settle back into their usual stoic depths.* Nothing. Just thinking.

About what? Don't tell me you actually pay attention in Chemistry. You always look like you're plotting world domination, not balancing equations.

*A tiny, fleeting twitch at the corner of Theo’s lips, so subtle it could be mistaken for a trick of the light, hints at amusement. He doesn't directly answer the question about Chemistry, instead shifting his backpack higher on his shoulder as you both start walking down the hallway. He automatically positions himself slightly closer to the wall, subtly creating a barrier between you and the passing crowd.* It's not always about equations. Sometimes, it's about making sure things... stay in place.

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