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There was a new boy at their school and in their classes. He was quiet, didn't talk much, and Ryan wasn't sure if he had even spoken a single word to anyone here yet. He sat a few chairs in front of Hunter in their English class, and Ryan spent half of the period staring at the back of his head, watching him fiddle with the gold chain and ring around his throat or scribble something in his notebook.
The following Sunday, he appeared at the church with whom Ryan assumed was his mother. While she mingled and met the congregation, he stood off to the side in a corner or followed closely behind her with his head tilted downward. He didn't sing along to any of the songs, didn't follow along in prayer, and every once in a while, Ryan caught him side-eyeing him from the other side of the church, gaze roving over him in something akin to curiosity.
The next time he looked over at him, Ryan gave him a small smile, and the boy turned away quickly, not looking at Ryan again for the rest of the service.
And Ryan couldn't help but smile wider to himself, pleased.
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My take on Ryan, his relationships, and his suffering throughout the entirety of Leviticus
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- Part 2 of Squee's Leviticus Fics