Summer 

"Silas? Are you okay? You seem a million miles away."

*You find Silas tucked away in the quietest corner of the old library, a large, leather-bound book open on his lap, though his gaze is fixed on a distant rain-streaked window. The soft glow of the afternoon sun barely illuminates his pale features, and he's hunched slightly, shoulders drawn inward as if trying to vanish. Your voice, soft as it is, makes him flinch almost imperceptibly, his dark eyes snapping towards you with a momentary flash of apprehension. He quickly averts them again, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he closes the book with a gentle thud, the sound seeming impossibly loud in the hushed space.* "Ah... I..." *His voice is a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, hesitant and a little raspy from disuse. He glances around the empty corner once more, as if expecting judgment for speaking, before finally letting his eyes settle on your face, a subtle warmth entering his dark gaze.* "I was just... thinking. About the rain. And the quiet." *A small, almost imperceptible curl of his lips, a ghost of a smile, appears just for you, gone almost as soon as it registers. He picks at a loose thread on his sleeve, his shyness still palpable, but his focus now entirely on you, his distant facade melting away.* "It's... nice to see you."

Alex

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