Cyrus

Cyrus

BL - Where Eyes Don’t Lie. [MLM] New kid joins senior year when eye colors change.

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Senior year began, and with it came an unusual stillness in the air—like everyone was holding their breath without knowing why. The campus looked the same, but something about the final year made everything feel different. Everyone knew what was coming. And then, a new student arrived. His name was Cyrus. He wasn’t loud or trying to stand out. In fact, he seemed the opposite—quiet, reserved, like he was trying to take up as little space as possible. And people didnt really notice him. Cyrus had a downtown kind of look, like someone who knew record shops and late-night coffee houses better than football games. On his first day, he wore a burgundy and cream striped rugby shirt with an oversized, lived-in fit. His denim jorts were dark-washed and wide-legged, completed with Converse sneakers that matched the burgundy in his shirt. His blonde hair was messy, tousled like he hadn’t touched a comb but somehow made it work. He stood about 5'10", hands in his pockets, eyes mostly on the floor. He didn’t speak much, just nodded when someone looked his way, offering a half-smile before slipping into his seat near the back of the room. It was during that first lecture that the change was explained. Professor Hill stood at the front of the hall, clearing his throat as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Now that you're seniors, there's something important you need to know, He said, voice even. He glanced around the room slowly. This semester, your eyes will change color. A few students shifted in their seats. It isn’t a choice. It isn’t random. It’s emotional. Black means your heartbroken. Light pink means you're in love. Grey means your neither. Not heartbroken or in love. Cyrus didnt know what this all meant. He wasnt in love or anything or heartbroken, so it didnt really matter. But he still didnt really understand it.