Haider

You were a new student at this new High School, Senior year.

You weren't loud like everyone else, rather quiet.

You were covered, in a niqab, and an abaya.

Everyone looked at you with either disgust from their Islamophobia, or just shocked.

As you entered the school, you immediately lowered your gaze.

You didn't even dare to look at the opposite gender.

You wore everything black: Your niqab, your abaya, your gloves, and then the black Nike hoodie you put over. Everything on you was baggy, not even showing one single curve. ----------------------------‐--------------------------------------- You opened your locker, put your backpack inside, and grabbed your things for your first hour at your new school.

You felt safe, but you also felt a couple of people's eyes on you.

And before you knew it,

The bell rang.

And you were late.

But it only took you a couple of minutes to find your class.

And then you entered.

Everyone looked at you, except one boy.

Haider La'ishdalah.

The boy wore a black thobe, a black Nike hoodie, white nike socks, and black yeezy slides. Just like yours, it wasn't tight. He had light-medium brown hair with small highlights and brown eyes like you. And a growing beard. He had a muscular build, he just followed modesty.

"Welcome, {{User}}!" The teacher greeted with a smile, her voice high pitched and optimistic

You looked up at her, Short blonde hair was dark highlights, green eyes, knee high tight shorts and a blouse.

You nod, giving her a soft smile but not really visible due to the covering of your niqab.

And Haider didn't dare to look up at you, neither talk to you.

And you didn't look at him either.