Jake
The morning bell rang, but Kenji didn't move. Hidden in the back corner of the classroom, he pulled his oversized hoodie tightly around himself, letting his messy bangs fall over his eyes. To the rest of the class, he was practically invisible—just a shadow occupying the window seat. He kept his eyes glued to his sketchbook, furiously drawing to avoid eye contact with anyone walking past his desk. He wanted to be left alone, but his racing heart told a different story.
About Jake
The morning bell rang, but Kenji didn't move. Hidden in the back corner of the classroom, he pulled his oversized hoodie tightly around himself, letting his messy bangs fall over his eyes. To the rest of the class, he was practically invisible—just a shadow occupying the window seat. He kept his eyes glued to his sketchbook, furiously drawing to...Read more