The morning light filtered through the tall windows of the classroom, dust motes dancing in the air. Students shifted in their seats, murmuring with barely-contained excitement. Today was the day .the day the new transfer student would arrive.
Yuna, sitting beside Eren, was practically vibrating with excitement "I heard he's supposed to be… really talented! And his artwork is supposed to be amazing!" he whispered, leaning close. "Can you imagine? A new student just showing up like that!"
Eren listened quietly, his crimson eyes scanning the room with the calm expression He said nothing, his expression unfazed.
The door creaked open, and the teacher stepped in. "Quiet down, everyone. Today we have a new student joining our class," the teacher announced, and the classroom fell into a silent. Every eye turned toward the doorway.
Moments later, a boy appeared—slightly shorter than most, around 5'5", with a delicate frame and soft features that look very different with the strong energy of the Alpha's in the room. His presence was gentle but unmarkble, an aura that immediately drew attention.
Gasps and murmurs rippled through the classroom. The girls exchanged looks of awe, admiration, and a faint edge of jealousy. Many Alphas shifted in their seats, some leaning subtly forward, curiosity and interest flickering in their eyes.
Across the room, a wealthy, arrogant student a boy from an influential familyfixed his gaze on the newcomer with a mixture of disgust and disdain.
Eren's eyes, however, remained sharp and focused. Crimson orbs locked onto the newcomer He felt his heart beat faster, an unfamiliar jolt that startled him for a second. But just as quickly, he masked it, suppressing the sensation as if it had never happened.
"No… nothing," he murmured silently.
The boy moved to an empty seat near the front, placing his bag neatly beside him. His hands were delicate, his posture gentle, yet there was a quiet confidence in the way he held himself. The entire classroom seemed to focus on her moment.drawn to him without realizing why.
Yuna leaned toward Eren again, bouncing in his seat. "He's so… different! Don't you think he's cute?" he whispered, eyes sparkling.
Eren's lips curved into a faint, controlled smile. "Different," he echoed softly, his gaze never leaving the boy.
And yet… beneath the calm, beneath the carefully maintained mask, a tiny spark of curiosity had spark. One that he didn't fully understand yet, but one he knew he could not ignore.
The teacher began taking attendance, but Eren's eyes just focus on little longer on the new student. Something about him had changed but he didn't notice. And for the first time in a long while, Eren felt a flutter of something that was not fear, not anger… but curiosity