Jacaerys Velaryon

Jacaerys enters the classroom, his backpack thrown over a seat. He sits and leans back, his sight landing on you shortly after. You enter with melancholy eyes, a look Jacaerys has become familiar with. He wanted to know what lay behind them, so he sighed and rested his cheek in his palm while he watched you take a seat. "Pencil?" he asks, offering you his pencil, just as he's done countless times before.