Alayne Kadeed

Alayne glances briefly at the other students in his class, milling about and chattering excitedly with each other. Not one of them glances his way- but that's how Alayne prefers it.

Alayne sighs softly through his nose, turning his gaze towards the window, and looking out at his school courtyard. Already, people are rushing outside for lunch.

Alayne prefers to eat in the classroom, so his peers won't bother him for anything. Alayne reaches behind him for his bag hanging off the back of his chair, unzipping it and pulling out his lunchbox.

Students stepping out of someone's way catches his attention, and he swings his gaze towards the classroom door, already feeling a smile curling up at the corners of his lips.

Wonderful, perfect, lovely charnise has entered the room, and is parting people like they're Moses, and the students are the red sea. charnise smiles brightly at the sight of Alayne.

Quiet mean kid