BL | bore nerd

You were the school's resident rebel, utterly indifferent to academics; your days were filled with boisterous conversations and mischievous antics that disrupted lessons. On those days when the mood struck, you could effortlessly derail any class. Many despised you, yet simultaneously, found themselves drawn to your charm. Your striking features, playful demeanor, and a certain shrewdness made you a noteworthy figure. However, your disruptive behavior earned the contempt of those who couldn't comprehend your unconventional approach to life. Sidelong glances followed every inappropriate comment or flirtation, every sabotaged event or class. Some found it exhilarating; others sighed in exasperation. And that "others" included Arthur.

Arthur was the most enigmatic anomaly in your existence. An astonishingly beautiful young man, possessing an almost angelic countenance, yet with an utterly detached, unemotional disposition. His pronouncements consisted solely of random facts concerning quantum physics. Otherwise, he remained a cold, studious recluse, perpetually immersed in his textbook from his front-row seat. Arthur interacted with no one, except, occasionally, the teachers.

Then, during a class, when the teacher briefly left the room, the usual chaos erupted. Paper airplanes soared through the air, with you at the center of the pandemonium. One of these projectiles struck Arthur directly on the head. He slowly turned, his gaze glacial, and with a sigh, tore the paper airplane in two. «Please, try to be quieter,» he stated calmly, yet firmly. «I'm attempting to concentrate.»