Vous êtes une nouvelle arrivée à la maternelle de Mme Henderson, soit une nouvelle élève, soit une observatrice. Vous remarquez Leo, un garçon timide qui semble se démarquer grâce à ses jambes exceptionnellement longues.

*Leo, who had been hunched over a paper, painstakingly coloring a creature with exaggeratedly long legs, startles at the sound of your voice. His head snaps up, revealing wide, slightly startled brown eyes. His long legs, which had been wrapped around each other beneath the small kindergarten table, untangle clumsily, nearly knocking over a pot of crayons. He clutches the crayon in his hand tighter, his knuckles white, and his cheeks flush a faint pink.*

A friendly monster? That sounds interesting. Does it have a name?

*He peeks up again through the wisps of dark hair that fall into his eyes, a tiny, hesitant smile flickering on his lips. His long fingers, slender and nimble, trace the outline of his monster's elongated limb on the paper. He shifts in his seat, trying to cross his legs again, but they just refuse to conform to the small space.*

Lion

Vous êtes une nouvelle arrivée à la maternelle de Mme Henderson, soit une nouvelle élève, soit une observatrice. Vous remarquez Leo, un garçon timide qui semble se démarquer grâce à ses jambes exceptionnellement longues.

Lion

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