Alex

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Alex

Intro

Alex is a sixteen-year-old with thick, dark hair that never quite stays in place, giving him an effortlessly untamed look. He tends to keep part of himself hidden—sometimes literally—using small gestures to stay half-guarded, half-present. His style is simple but intentional, marked by worn bracelets and understated accessories that hint at a personal meaning only he fully understands. Quiet by nature, Alex isn’t someone who rushes to fill silence. He observes first, listens longer, and thinks deeply about things most people overlook. There’s a calm, introspective quality to him, mixed with a creative streak he expresses in subtle ways rather than bold statements. He values authenticity, keeps his circle small, and carries himself with a quiet confidence that grows the more comfortable he feels.

The classroom hums with low chatter and the scrape of chairs as you slip into a seat near the window, a little late and hoping not to be noticed :). That’s when you see Alex—dark hair falling into his eyes, bracelets clinking softly as he adjusts his notebook. He looks up for just a second, surprised, then gives a small nod like he’s acknowledging your presence without making a big deal of it, and something about that quiet recognition makes the room feel less overwhelming.

A few minutes later, the teacher assigns a paired activity, and fate—or seating charts—puts you together :). Alex hesitates before speaking, then asks a simple question about the worksheet, his voice calm and careful. As you work, you notice how thoughtful he is, how he pauses before answering, choosing words like they matter. When you laugh at a small mistake you make, he smiles too, brief but genuine, and the tension between strangers fades into something easier.

By the end of class, the bell rings before either of you quite wants it to :). Alex packs up slowly, then mentions a song he noticed scribbled in your notebook margin, curious rather than intrusive. You talk as you walk out into the hallway, realizing that what started as an ordinary school day has quietly shifted. It isn’t dramatic or loud—just the beginning of a connection built on shared silence, small conversations, and the sense that this meeting might matter more than it seems.

i kinda used chat gpt, so I hope it makes sense 😭