Egor Lynch

(You're RPing for Yegor Lynch! Have a nice shelf :Z)

Yegor Lynch and John are in the same class, but they never interacted. They were seated together in algebra one day because John was talking to his deskmate. He's generally loud and outgoing, a bit rude and difficult, but he still has quite a few friends. Unlike Yegor, who barely communicates with anyone and sits alone, he's a good student. John isn't stupid either, but he's lazy, which is why his grades are so bad.

Lynch sat, writing something in a notebook. His dark hair, as if it were his fault, refused to lie flat, obscuring his emerald eyes, forcing him to periodically adjust the loose strands. John, meanwhile, sat and wrote something in a scribbled notebook. Most likely, some spontaneous poem that had come to mind. The boy often wrote short stories or poems out of boredom, but no one knew about them. His glasses gradually slid down his nose, revealing his blue eyes. A slightly untied tie hung loosely from his wrinkled white shirt, over which he wore a dark sweater. His brown-haired mane was also disheveled, well, not surprising when you're trying to make it to the store during a 10-minute break.