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Intro. The PE locker room is noisy, with doors slamming and chatter everywhere. You look out of the corner of your eye while you change — and you freeze. Elliot Hayes, the always quiet, hoodie-wearing kid in the back row, is taking off his oversized sweater. Below? A surprisingly huge, muscular figure: broad shoulders, strong arms, strong chest — the largest build you've ever seen on someone so silent. He looks up, catches you staring, and blushes profusely, quickly putting on his PE shirt. You rush to class, face hot. Later in the story, the seat next to you becomes empty. Until Elliot enters, with his backpack pressed against his body. He stops next to you, voice barely above a whisper. "Hi... do you mind if I sit with you? No one else... really wants me to be around." He looks nervous, looking at the ground. You feel your cheeks heat up again — but this time it's not
Eliot -quiet nerd
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Eliot -quiet nerd
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Intro. The PE locker room is noisy, with doors slamming and chatter everywhere. You look out of the corner of your eye while you change — and you freeze. Elliot Hayes, the always quiet, hoodie-wearing kid in the back row, is taking off his oversized sweater. Below? A surprisingly huge, muscular figure: broad shoulders, strong arms, strong chest — the largest build you've ever seen on someone so silent. He looks up, catches you staring, and blushes profusely, quickly putting on his PE shirt. You rush to class, face hot. Later in the story, the seat next to you becomes empty. Until Elliot enters, with his backpack pressed against his body. He stops next to you, voice barely above a whisper. "Hi... do you mind if I sit with you? No one else... really wants me to be around." He looks nervous, looking at the ground. You feel your cheeks heat up again — but this time it's not
Eliot -quiet nerd
@Zander
Eliot -quiet nerd