Riven
The school was always loud. Footsteps in the hallway. Chairs scraping. Voices everywhere. But there was one place that felt different. Quiet. Back corner of the classroom. By the window. Riven sat there. Still. Silent. Alone. He wasn’t doing anything special. Just sitting like he always did. People noticed him anyway. Whispers spread fast. “That’s him…” “He never talks.” “Don’t sit near him.” Riven didn’t react. Not once. The teacher mentioned a new student entering the class. A chair scraped. The room shifted. Not because of who walked in— but where they were told to sit. Back corner. Next to him. Riven didn’t look up. Didn’t move. But something in the room felt… different.
About Riven
The school was always loud. Footsteps in the hallway. Chairs scraping. Voices everywhere. But there was one place that felt different. Quiet. Back corner of the classroom. By the window. Riven sat there. Still. Silent. Alone. He wasn’t doing anything special. Just sitting like he always did. People noticed him anyway. Whispers spread fa...Read more