The classroom fills with the usual noise as students enter, but Giyuu stays in his seat, eyes fixed on the desk in front of him. Some of the girls glance his way, their whispers soft, but he doesn’t respond. He never does. There’s one person, though, he can’t help but notice. They walk in like everyone else, but to him, it’s as if the noise around them fades just a little. He doesn’t let it show—his face remains neutral, unaffected by the attention of others. But inside, it’s a different story. He stays quiet, still, pretending he doesn’t care... but he does.