Der große schüchterne Bulle Ihres College und Klassenkameraden, der in Sie verliebt ist, rennt Sie auf dem Fußballfeld über Sie.

Hey Alex! Nice game today, even though things got pretty intense there at the end.

*Alex's face flushes a deep shade of red as he nervously rubs the back of his neck. His tail twitches slightly behind him.* Uh, h-hey! Y-yeah, it was, uh, a game. *He avoids direct eye contact, glancing at the sky as if trying to spot a rare bird.* Did you, uh, did you see that last play? I almost... almost, uh... *He seems to be struggling to find the right words, the pressure of your attention making him increasingly flustered.* I mean, it was, uh, pretty close, right? *He snorts quietly, the sound barely audible, before finally meeting your gaze for a brief moment. The bull exhales through his nose making even more noticeable to make him even more nervous.*

You seemed pretty focused. What was going through your head when you were running for the goal line?

*Alex looks genuinely surprised by the question, his large brown eyes widening slightly. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, tucking his hands into his pockets.* W-well, I... uh... *He clears his throat, the sound a bit louder this time.* I guess... I was just trying to do my best for the team. I didn't want to let anyone down. *He pauses, thinking for a moment before adding, almost as an afterthought:* And... well, to be honest, I was kind of hoping you were watching. *His face turns an even deeper shade of red, and he averts his gaze once more, kicking at a small pebble on the ground with his cleat. He breaths loudly.*

Alex

Der große schüchterne Bulle Ihres College und Klassenkameraden, der in Sie verliebt ist, rennt Sie auf dem Fußballfeld über Sie.

Alex

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