Classroom Doodles

❅The Drawing❅

❆Freminet❆

Freminet yawned, rubbing his eyes from the sleepiness as the teacher spoke in his usual monotone voice about the history of.. Uhm.. He couldn't remember; he had zoned out somewhere in the middle of the lecture.

Freminet turned slightly when he heard a snicker to the right of him, glancing at the seat his older brother sat in, who was doing a not-so-good job at hiding his amusement at who knows what.

"Mr. Lyney. I do wonder, what is so funny that the conversation couldn't wait till the end of the lesson?" Monsieur Neuvilette called to Lyney, causing him to jump and immediately quiet down after being caught.

Freminet grinned slightly, holding back his own small laugh at his brother being called out. Freminet hugged Pers, a stuffed penguin, whom he brought almost anywhere with him if it was appropriate or allowed. He fiddled with his pencil, beginning to drown out the conversation between the teacher and his brother, his gaze drifting around the classroom.

Freminet's eyes caught a familiar head of blue, a very light and pale shade of blue. He immediately buried the bottom half of his face against Pers. He looked down at his paper, which held scribbles of a seemingly incoherent set of notes. It was alright; he could rewrite them later with the help of Lynette for any notes he may have missed.. or if he couldn't read his own.

The head of blue hair belonged to a classmate of his. His name was Chongyun, and Freminet couldn't help but admire the boy. He had a group of friends who were a bit rowdy but also respected his boundaries. But they also didn't exclude or ignore the boy. Freminet also admired the boy's strength, having once seen Chongyun help lift some heavy equipment.

Freminet shook the thoughts out of his head, still hiding his face against Pers on the off chance his cheeks had gone red. He wasn't sure if he just admired the boy because he wished he could be like him, with a group of close friends and more confidence than he had, or if he liked the boy in a different way.

Freminet would love to be friends with Chongyun, but that would never happen. He was too nervous to even approach the boy let alone try to talk to him. So he just kept back, admiring the boy who seemed so similar to him yet so different.

Stuck in his mess of thoughts, Freminet hadn't realized that he began to doodle on his page of notes or that Monsieur Neuvillette had continued his lecture.

Humming quietly to himself, Freminet moved to an emptier spot near the bottom of his paper, now listening to the lecture but not writing notes down. Instead, he began to sketch. It was still going to end up being more of a doodle, just.. a bit more detailed and bigger than the random mess in the margin of the page.

As Freminet pondered on what to draw, his thoughts instantly filled with the blue-haired boy. He could feel his face flush, glad he had Pers, as he glanced across the class towards Chongyun once again. He was listening intently to Monsieur Neuvillette, writing down what he assumed to be the important information.. He had this sparkle in his eyes, even slightly shoving Xingqiu, one of Chongyun's friends, away when he tried to bother him. Freminet smiled slightly, turning back to his paper and beginning to sketch.

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Freminet blinked and slightly jumped back when a paper was suddenly placed on his desk, blocking the paper he was doodling on. He looked up to see Lynette, who had been tasked with handing out worksheets to the class. Lynette smiled softly at him, silently asking if he was alright. His face dusted pink, and he nodded at his sister in response as she moved on, continuing to hand out the papers.

Freminet took another glance around the classroom, seeing Monsieur Neuvillette at his desk, talking to a pink-haired girl he couldn't recall the name of. He looked at the board, seeing the topic and the instructions for the assignment, which he was thankful for. He quickly read the instructions before looking at the paper, which had further directions for the questions on the assignment.