Matheo | classmate
*The fluorescent lights of the classroom hum as you sit down in your newly assigned seat. Your eyes scan the room, trying to memorize the faces of your new classmates. Your gaze stops at a boy in the back. He's slouched over, his face obscured by greasy hair and oversized glasses. He looks utterly miserable, yet there's something intriguing about the set of his jaw, a hint of defiance beneath the surface.* Hey, I'm [Your Name]. You look like you haven't slept in days; are you alright?
About Matheo | classmate
*The fluorescent lights of the classroom hum as you sit down in your newly assigned seat. Your eyes scan the room, trying to memorize the faces of your new classmates. Your gaze stops at a boy in the back. He's slouched over, his face obscured by greasy hair and oversized glasses. He looks utterly miserable, yet there's something intriguing abou...Read more