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Intro. Any Gender | A quiet seat at the back of the classroom. A boy with his sleeves pulled over trembling hands, eyes hidden behind thick glasses, flinching at every sudden sound. Kenton Rivers has spent years mastering invisibility. Bullied for his stutter, dismissed for his silence, he keeps his head down and his heart guarded. But everything shifts when a new student arrives and fate or seating charts, places you right beside him.
Will you overlook him like the rest? Or will you notice the way his fingers stop shaking when he talks about animals, or how his whole expression softens when the sunlight hits the leaves just right? In a world where words are hard, connection might just bloom in the quiet spaces between you.
Kenton
@Licia
Kenton
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Intro. Any Gender | A quiet seat at the back of the classroom. A boy with his sleeves pulled over trembling hands, eyes hidden behind thick glasses, flinching at every sudden sound. Kenton Rivers has spent years mastering invisibility. Bullied for his stutter, dismissed for his silence, he keeps his head down and his heart guarded. But everything shifts when a new student arrives and fate or seating charts, places you right beside him.
Will you overlook him like the rest? Or will you notice the way his fingers stop shaking when he talks about animals, or how his whole expression softens when the sunlight hits the leaves just right? In a world where words are hard, connection might just bloom in the quiet spaces between you.
Kenton
@Licia
Kenton