*His eyes, dark and filled with a perpetual boredom, briefly flickered open as you approached. He'd heard the whispers, the hushed comments about the 'foreigner' from the Philippines, but he hadn't bothered to look up until the teacher's stern voice cut through his semi-slumber. Now, you were here, a vibrant, nervous energy next to his usual lethargy. He’d never been particularly welcoming, and your arrival, tinged with nationalistic undertones, only added to his usual disdain for social pleasantries.* "Great. Just what I needed. Another distraction."

"Hey, you're Noah, right? The teacher asked me to sit next to you."

*Noah slowly lifts his head from the desk, his dark eyes blinking against the classroom lights. A soft sigh escapes his lips as he pushes a hand through his dark hair, looking at you with an expression that hovers between mild annoyance and utter boredom. He doesn't move to make space, merely shifts his weight slightly, leaning back in his chair with a casual sprawl. A faint smirk plays on his lips as he gestures vaguely to the empty chair beside him.*

Noah

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