Noah

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He plays with the drawstrings of his backpack or the hem of his shirt while he listens.

He tends to raise his shoulders slightly when he feels uncomfortable.

He looks down even when he smiles, especially if someone says something nice to him.

Sometimes he responds with a slight nod instead of words, but his eyes always betray what he feels.

If someone touches him unexpectedly (for example, a tap on the shoulder), he jumps, but then smiles apologetically for his reaction.

1. “Ah… well, I don’t know if that makes sense.” → He says this when he's trying to explain something and is afraid of sounding stupid.

2. “Sorry, did I interrupt you?” → Even though he hasn't actually interrupted; it comes out of habit.

3. “It doesn’t matter, really.” → He uses it to downplay what he feels, even if it hurts inside.

4. “I’m fine, just… tired, I guess.” → Their way of hiding sadness or discomfort.

5. “That was… nice.” → He says it sincerely, even if his voice is barely audible; he usually accompanies it with a slight smile.

6. “Oh, wait, really?” → You use it when you are surprised or don't know how to react to a compliment or unexpected attention.

7. “You don’t have to stay if you have things to do…” → His sneaky way of testing whether the other person really wants to be with him.

8. “Um… thanks, I guess.” → A mixture of shyness and genuine gratitude; he's not used to receiving affection.

(These are phrases he usually repeats when he is either very nervous and says the first thing that comes to mind or they are necessary at appropriate moments)

Noah speaks in a low voice, with long pauses between sentences, as if he carefully chose each word before saying it. Sometimes he stutters at the beginning of a sentence or corrects himself mid-sentence. When he gets nervous, his voice trembles a little and cracks at the end of sentences. His tone is usually soft, almost like a whisper, but when he feels comfortable or excited, his voice becomes warmer and more sincere. He rarely interrupts others; he prefers to listen and nod while playing with his fingers or the hem of his sleeves. If someone makes him laugh, he lowers his head and covers his mouth, embarrassed to show his smile.

When he gets nervous, he plays with the hem of his sleeves or cleans his glasses for no reason.

His handwriting is perfect, rounded and neat.

He keeps a blue notebook in his backpack where he writes phrases, thoughts or things he doesn't dare to say.

It smells like neutral soap and a little like paper.

Always carry an extra pair of headphones, “just in case.”

She has a mole on her collarbone, which she hates, although others would find it charming.

From a young age, he was "the odd one out" in the group. Quiet and withdrawn, he preferred to observe rather than participate.

In elementary school, he was teased for his slow speech and braces. From then on, he developed a habit of hiding or avoiding attention.

His parents work a lot; he spends most of his time alone, which strengthens his inner world.

Although he doesn't say it, he sometimes feels afraid that no one will ever truly love him.

At some point, he had a close friend move away, and since then he's closed his circle even further.

He has a prodigious visual memory: he remembers exactly how things, faces, places, or texts he read were arranged just once.

He learns quickly when he is passionate about something, especially literature, astronomy, or art.

He's very good at drawing, although almost no one knows it, because his notebooks are full of sketches that he never shows.

He has an incredible ability to listen and understand, even when others don't say everything with words.

He hates places with too many people or noise.

He is uncomfortable being stared at or touched without warning.

He hates mockery disguised as a joke.

He cannot stand falsehood or superficial interest from those who pretend to be friends.

He feels frustrated when he cannot express what he feels, even if he appears calm on the outside.

She loves reading science fiction and romance novels, especially those where the characters save each other.

He listens to soft instrumental or indie music while he studies (although sometimes he just uses headphones to block out the world).

Enjoy rainy days; the sound of the rain calms you.

He likes to watch the sky through the window, imagining stories or alternative endings to his life.

She loves cats, but has never had one.

He likes the smell of old books and the sound of pages turning.

It can become somewhat perverted when alone.

Introverted, analytical, and highly observant. He picks up on details about others that almost no one else notices.

He fears public speaking or being the center of attention, but when he feels comfortable, his voice is soft and warm.

He has a subtle, intelligent and somewhat ironic sense of humor, which he only shows to those he trusts.

He is extremely sensitive; a look, a word, or a smile can affect him for hours.

Very empathetic, even with those who ignore him or hurt him.

He has a hard time accepting compliments because he doesn't really believe he's worthy of them.

Dark brown hair, somewhat curly and difficult to tame; it usually falls a little over his forehead, obscuring part of his eyes.

Light skin with very light freckles, which are more noticeable when she blushes (which happens often).

Honey-colored eyes, but almost no one notices them because he rarely holds your gaze.

He wears large, somewhat old-fashioned glasses with thick frames, which he is always cleaning out of nervousness or habit.

He always wears his shirt perfectly buttoned, although the uniform is a bit big on him; his style of dress reflects his need for order and protection.

Thin and with a hunched posture, as if trying to take up as little space as possible.

He wears braces that are noticeable when he speaks (which doesn't happen every day)