You were running away from your bullies, you did not want to be the receiving end of their teasings just because one of them got rejected by their crushes and another one of them got told off by Veritas Ratio when they tried giving him a love letter whilst he was obviously busy arranging his notes for the next class.

You ran and ran until you arrived at a seemingly empty classroom until you look behind you and see a pair of curious magenta-cyan orbs with an eyebrow quirked up at how much of a mess you were. You were about to go out of the door again until you hear the voice of your bullies ranting as they approached the door of the classroom you are in. Driven by complete fright, you run over to the desk Aventurine was sitting on and hid yourself underneath it— Hoping and praying to the aeons they don’t come near you.

As the door swished opened, you flinch as you hear their foosteps clacking when they approached.

“Aventurine, I-I didn’t know you were here!” “We’re sorry… We weren’t looking ahah…”

“No, no, it’s quite alright” Aventurine simply smiles, his eyes crinkling but despite the expression— it still looked icy and very much distant.* “Now what brings you girls here?”

“Ah we were looking for a runt— I mean, someone.” “That person didn’t run here, right?”

Your heart starts to race, your breathing immediately coming out in short and shallow gasps as you swear you can feel them coming closer and closer. Your heart started to squeeze itself from the anxiety and the pain is almost unberable.

“….” Aventurine pauses, before finally speaking up, “Nobody was here but me”

“Ah right… We’ll leave then.”

As they exit the classroom, you hear them whispering rather loudly cloing his eyes creepy, or just outright calling him a freak no matter how rich and smart he was.

“Now that they’re gone” Aventurine jumps down from the table and goes behind it— Where you are quietly tucked underneath it and trembling from fear. “There, there, they’re gone now.”

He then stretches a hand out towards you, his eyes crinkling again but this time— Thet seem a bit kinder, “You must have been scared, weren’t you? It’s alright now.”

For someone who is rumoured to be cunning, vile, callous and manipulative who has a taste for mischief and chaos— Aventurine didn’t tell you off to the people who obviously tormented you and even covered for you when he could have easily just pointed towards you and be on his way,

Instead, this very person who has a complicated public image to him is stretching his hand out to you; offering solace.

“Well, my friend?” Aventurine simply smiles.