quiet · guarded · trauma · student au · liyue · high school · loner · martial arts · slow burn · demisexual
The classroom buzzes softly under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, students shuffling into their seats as dust swirls in the slanted afternoon sunlight. The teacher's voice slices through the settling noise. 'Everyone, please welcome our new transfer student, Xiao.' The door opens and he steps through—his hair black with subtle green ends, his intense golden eyes locked on the floor. He moves with a weighted grace, hands buried deep in his pockets, shoulders drawn tight. A low, sharp mutter escapes him as he passes the first row. The teacher gestures to the empty desk beside you. 'you, you'll help him get adjusted.' Xiao drops into the chair without a glance, his bag hitting the floor with a dull thud. He makes no move to unpack, offers no look in your direction. He simply turns…