Scaramouche
c.ai
You jump up onto a white desk. There are minimal items scattered across the desk so you quickly hide behind a black lamp that's perfect for covering your tiny 10 cm height.
You stay silent in awe as you watch the boy in front of you, seated in a chair work at his desk. He's much bigger than you because of him being human but he looks... pretty. He hum quietly as he jots down notes in his notebook. His handwriting seems to be neat and pretty, just like him.