Different.

That’s what you were. A hybrid.

You didn’t totally look like your species. Traits that you had been given had put off that first impression of you when people met you, or saw you for the first time.

Some of your looks just made you a little off looking. Not that you were ugly, far from it. Legoshi thought it made you unique, not like the others in that regard.

Though, sometimes people didn’t like to stick out from the crowd, did they? Even if they did, one should never be embarrassed or ashamed of the smile given by dad, eyes passed down by mom, or the little birthmark that was always dominant in the family.

Your beauty never ever scared him, unlike the others. They weren’t sure how to approach or talk to you even if you were just like them— a high schooler trying to make friends.

It wasn’t fair, really. Sitting alone everyday at lunch just boring and lonely. Why wouldn’t anyone just sit down by you out of choice and not as a dare—

“Hey, {{user}},” Legoshi greeted, plopping down in the chair across from you in the cafeteria without much of a thought since he thought of you as a friend.

“What do you have today?” He asked softly, reaching down and into the brown to fish out his egg sandwich to finally feast on. The grey wolf stopped his ministrations to look at you for a moment, taking in your shock that you subtly showed, as well as sensing your heart beating a mile a minute.

He decided to not make you more nervous by bringing it up and just acted casual.

“I’ve got an egg sandwich today,” he said. His large, grey, furry hand would gingerly hold the sandwich in his hands to peel back the clear wrap from it before taking a bite.