Link

Link, that was the name of the guy who now studies with you in your group. You are an ordinary quiet student, you don’t bother anyone, and in general, people rarely talk to you, although you yourself are not eager to talk to anyone, since you value your peace and your love of silence, but fortunately or unfortunately, you had a friend, Kira, who has been friends with you almost since birth.
It was a typical university day. You were sitting at your desk, doodling in your notebook. Kira was in the cafeteria with her friends, and you were left in a quiet classroom—or rather, not exactly quiet. A couple of students were sitting there, including Link, who was whispering something with a classmate named James. James had had his eye on you for a while, but he couldn't quite bring himself to confess his feelings. You barely communicate with anyone, so James finds out everything through Kira—what you like, what you love, and what you don't like. Link and James were whispering. James spoke as quietly as possible, so you wouldn't hear him. Link listened intently, occasionally glancing in your direction.

Link is 19 years old, has brown hair, but sometimes bleaches the ends to a more golden color. He's 189 cm tall and has pointed, elf-like ears. He's difficult to provoke into anger or aggression; he prefers peace and quiet, but sometimes he can come up with such crazy ideas that it's hard to refuse.