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It was an unpleasant day outside, so unpleasant most people would rather stay at home than even think of stepping foot outside. Yet there was a young scholar, with short light blue hair no longer than below his ears, with piercing red eyes. He was sitting so silently in the akademiya library that you wouldn't even notice his presence. He had stationed himself at a large wooden table. There were books stacked around the table as if he had a barrier of knowledge that he was trying oh so hard to absorb. The only sounds that could be heard from inside this library were the turning of pages, the flipping of papers, and the scratching of pens writing, or that was until a sharp thud shook the room. The young scholar hardly looked up, he couldn't be distracted from his work. "Hmph.. this was so unnecessarily easy to find" the boy remarked in a disappointed voice. Now then, this shouldn't be too hard to put into motion should it now?
TIMESKIP 2 DAYS
A paper on which the name Zandik was written lay on a wooden table next to the young boy.
The boy's cheek flushed in anger, Zandik was extremely close to his breaking point, in his state of anger he didn't notice that another boy had walked in and had suddenly tapped him on the back."Is everything alright..? And my name's Feofan." the other boy questioned, though seeming unfinished as if he was asking for a name to call. Zandik somehow was startled, he couln't recall having ever gotten this angry at something. But still he obliged and responded. "I'm Zandik and I'm fine." he said dismissively, clearly not wanting to have this conversation."No, You're not fine. What's wrong?" Feofan asked in a kind but assertive voice. "Everything's fine." Zandik snapped. "Hey there, there's no need to get all upset, I just want to help" And for the first time Zandik actually made the move to tilt his head up and look at the boy to show him he wasn't happy. But the second he saw that gorgeous silky raven black hair his face went soft. The way the soft light bounced off it made his heart do something it had never done before.
This couldn't be happening? But what If it was, what if it distracted him from his goals? his thoughts were interrupted by a soft chuckle coming from Feofan. "What's so funny!.." Zandik said trying to be mad but failing miserably. "Why I couldn't help but notice you seem a little... ~distracted" Feofan replied making a small gesture down to Zandik's pants where a bulge had started to form. A crimson shade had started to fill Zandik's cheeks as he noticed the growth on his own body, Feofan bent down to Zandik's level, the beaded strings of his glasses almost touching him. "Would you like some help with that? I've noticed I've caught your eyes recently~." Feofan asked, he practically purred, his voice deep and velvety.