•Leo's POV•
Leo here...I don't talk. I don't LIKE to talk. It's a waste. Plus I...can't bring myself to. I don't no why. My Larynx (voice box) doesn't work. That is my theory. I will have to do some research.
I have better things to do. Think...think about math and science. Think...up inventions, inventions to change the world. I plan them on blueprints, some I actually build. But they are usually just fragments of my mind. Sometimes I like it that way. I don't like sharing things.
I like to think of myself sometimes as the next Da Vinci. But I'm not cocky. I bide my time, choose it carefully. Use it to think. Do research. I never go outside, to play, I'm in my room working on a new project.
Sometimes though, I DO look outside, and think what it would be like...just to be one of the boys. To have people to pick me up when I'm down, or to have people patting me on the back, when I do something good. Maybe, even just one.
But NO ONE wants to be MY friend. So I don't look out the window to often.
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The Hooded Genius
RandomLeo is a boy living with severe social anxiety and a bunch of other medical problems. He always wears a hood over his head and doesn't say a word. But he is extremely intelligent and no one knows, or cares. But what happens when Leo meets someone to...
