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*kicks Jasper at*
((WELL THEN! XD))
VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)
SEXUAL DESIRE: 💔(wanting to have sex with them)
ROMANTIC INTENT: 💔(hoping for a romantic relationship)
((Sorry Jasper, no sex with Isaac for you :C))
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The boy with the Scarf | redjasperalchemist
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"There’s someone watching you…" Flower whispered to Jasper. Within his head, of course. Speaking out loud would draw unnecessary and unwanted attention.
Jasper tore his attention from his notes and tried to look for who was staring at him. It was that kid… He heard a lot about him. He was quite rich as far as he knew. Why was he staring at him? Jasper was bothered by it and tried to quickly put his attention back on his notes. The boy was visibly nervous and shaking.
Isaac froze when the boy turned to look at him before quickly facing down to look at his note book. His pulse quickened from being caught, and Isaac could see his hands shaking. He was letting himself get too worked up over this. It was a trivial thing after all, wearing a scarf indoors. Girls did it all the time as a fashion statement, who was to say a guy couldn’t do the same? Though, Isaac knew he should apologise to the guy—his name was…Jasper, maybe?—after class.
Once the bell rang, signalling class was over, Isaac hurried grabbed his books before taking off after Jasper. “Um, hey! Jasper, right? I just wanted to apologise about before.” Isaac called as he caught up to him. “It was rude of me to stare. I did not mean to make you uncomfortable. I apologise.” Isaac bowed his head, shifting his grip on his books.
Jasper bumps Charles' hip with his own.
Touch my muse!
Charles blinks in quiet surprise when he stumbles somewhat from the unexpected bump, a curl falling across his forehead only to be swept back when his hand moved up, in turn pushing up glasses that had slipped from their resting place, “A-Aha, is that right? Well— I am certain we will be very good friends given the opportunity!”
