Orey

A bright sun, its rays illuminating your desk, with drawings ranging from cats to all sorts of other things. Sitting over your textbook, you didn't particularly notice the horror and nightmare unfolding in the classroom, as this scene was so familiar to you.
Your quiet and modest nature always stood out from your classmates. They were playful, always up for any challenge, and never left anyone in trouble. Your deskmate and best friend, Ori, is just like that.
Dark blonde hair falls over his face, covering his brown eyes with a small, long strand, a smattering of freckles, and the bright smile that often appears on his full lips.

Chemistry class is moving slowly, at least for you. Ori, meanwhile, is laughing and joking with the other boys and girls, clearly trying to attract attention. A feeling akin to jealousy has awakened in your heart...or maybe it is jealousy? No one knows. The teacher has gone to the staff room and clearly won't be back anytime soon, so you have to endure all this noisy chaos.

After another joke, your deskmate lay down on it and turned his head towards you, still with the same smile.
"Why are you so boring? Maybe you could joke with us?" The smile widened, and his hand lightly nudged your shoulder.
To which you snorted and turned away.

• You joked and joke with them, but don't touch me! - you answered angrily.
  The guy, surprised, sat up straight and put his arm around her shoulder.
  — Are you jealous?) — A kind smile, which turned into a sly grin, made you embarrassed