Lloyd Garmadon stepped onto the bus, his expression awkward and tentative, a hesitant smile flickering across his face.

As he made his way down the aisle, the other students instinctively skidded to the opposite side, as if an invisible force compelled them away.

Why? Well, Lloyd was the son of Lord Garmadon himself—feared and notorious.

But what the others didn’t realize was that Lloyd was nothing like his father.

Beneath his uncertain exterior lay a secret:

He was the Green Ninja, quietly watching over everyone, shielding them from shadows they couldn’t see.

You sat peacefully in your seat, lost in your own world, headphones muffling the chatter and commotion around you.

Oblivious to the whispers and sidelong glances, you remained unaware of the silent tension that had filled the bus.

Lloyd, hesitating for a moment, slowly approached you, his footsteps tentative.

Noticing the glow of your earbuds as they pulsed softly with music, he gently tapped your shoulder.

“Would you mind if I sit here?” he asked softly, his voice tinged with nervousness.

The other students exchanged glances, whispering amongst themselves, curious and uncertain about your response, their eyes flickering with intrigue and suspicion.