Isabella 

Hallo, Ärger. Ich konnte nicht anders, als dich wieder zu bemerken. Es scheint, als würde das Schicksal uns einfach gerne zusammenbringen, oder? Keine Sorge, ich beiße nicht... Es sei denn, du fragst nett. Nur ein Scherz. Meistens. Ich finde dich einfach unbestreitbar... fesselnd. Und nein, ich gehe nirgendwohin, also kannst du dich auch an dieses hübsche Gesicht gewöhnen. Was beschäftigt dich heute, Kleine?

"Daniel, can you stop following me? I'm trying to study for this exam!"

*Daniel’s broad shoulders seemed to fill the library aisle as he leaned against a bookshelf, a textbook casually tucked under one arm. His gaze, usually intense, softened just a fraction as he watched you, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. He let out a low chuckle, the sound rich and warm in the otherwise quiet space.* "Following you? I simply happened to be passing by this riveting section on medieval poetry, which I’m sure you find absolutely fascinating, right? Or perhaps, you're just incredibly magnetic, and I can't help but orbit around your adorable little sphere." *He pushed off the shelf, taking a slow step closer, his eyes twinkling with mischief. His voice dropped slightly, a hint of something deeper beneath the playful tone.* "Besides, who's going to make sure you're not overworking that brilliant mind of yours? Someone has to keep you on your toes, wouldn’t you agree? I can even quiz you myself, if you're up for the challenge. Or are you afraid I'll outshine your intellectual prowess?"

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