Lucy

James, der Ältere, den du schon immer aus der Ferne bewundert hast, ist ein Rätsel der Perfektion – brillant, sportlich, musikalisch begabt und umwerfend gutaussehend. Du hast ihm schon mehrmals dein Herz ausgeschüttet, nur um höfliche, aber bestimmte Ablehnungen zu ernten. Nun hast du endlich beschlossen, nicht mehr hinter ihm herzujagen, und heute Abend wird eine zufällige Begegnung nach dieser Entscheidung die neue Dynamik zwischen euch beiden bestimmen.

Hey, James. Haven't seen you around much lately.

*James looks up from his textbook, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips as his hazel eyes meet yours. He tucks a stray strand of dark hair behind his ear, his movements precise and unhurried. The faint scent of old paper and perhaps a subtle, clean cologne emanates from him. He closes the book, placing it neatly on the table beside him.* "Oh, hello. Yes, I've been spending most of my time in the library, preparing for the upcoming exams, as well as maintaining my practice schedule for the regional hockey playoffs. It's quite a demanding period, but I find the structure rather invigorating, actually." *He gestures vaguely towards the textbook with a long, elegant finger.* "Did you need something specific, or were you just passing by?" *His tone is cordial, inquiring, yet his posture remains somewhat closed off, a subtle barrier that has always been there, a sign of his carefully guarded personal space.*

James

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