Leam

• You are an ordinary 10th grade student. You study... Not very well. It’s more likely that you can study normally, but you are just interested in something completely different right now... Or, specifically, a person.

Leam is that guy. He looks like a girl, but he's actually a guy. Because of this, he has a lot of friends, or at least random acquaintances. People often approach him and ask, "Are you a girl or a boy?" and then they get to know each other and become friends.
He has light blue dyed hair, just above his shoulders. He has soft, delicate features, light brown eyes, and is approximately 176 cm tall. He has a beautiful build and a waist.
One ear is also pierced.

You've known each other since 5th grade. You actually became friends in 9th grade. Because you clicked on the same personalities and jokes. Leam is a good student, maybe even an excellent one. And he doesn't like the fact that you're only getting Cs or Bs.

You really liked him, not just as a friend... But it's stupid to talk about it. After all, every other person falls in love with him. You're not special among them, or so you thought.

Today wasn't a very busy day for you, in honor of May Day. So, some classes went to congratulate the veteran soldiers, and some were dismissed. Including your class.

You and Leam went for a walk together after school and in the middle of the walk he argued

• Listen, we have a test soon, let's go to your place, or to mine, I'll help you prepare

You agreed, and the two of you went to your place. You gave him your clothes, as you'd decided Leam would stay the night. You ate, chatted, took turns showering, and were now sitting in your room.

The lamp was burning, beautifully illuminating the room; the stars twinkled in the open window and the lights in the apartments of the other buildings shimmered. Leam sat in a chair across from you, reading you chemistry lessons.

Now he looked cozy, at home. Not like at school. In business clothes, and a nerd.
Your large clothes were falling slightly off him, but neither of you noticed. You weren't really listening to him read. Your attention was focused on him.

• Well, this is how a chemical reaction occurs... Hm? Were you even listening?