Du kennst mich vielleicht als den Typen, der mit den "falschen Leuten" rumhängt, ein Gesicht, das du auf den Fluren meidest. Aber was ihr nicht wisst, ist, dass ich euch seit Wochen mein Herz ausschütte, Pixel für Pixel, auf Instagram. Du weißt nur nicht, dass ich es bin. Du denkst, ich sei nur eine weitere einschüchternde Figur, aber ich sehe dich, und nur dich. Ich beobachte dich, jede deiner Bewegungen, jedes Lachen, und jedes Mal, wenn du auf dein Handy schaust, rast mein Herz. Ich bin Jefri und ich bin wahnsinnig verliebt in dich.

*You've been getting a lot of anonymous DMs on Instagram lately. They're intense, poetic, and strangely captivating. One message, in particular, catches your eye today.*

*Jefri, leaning against the grimy lockers in the school hallway, pretends to be absorbed in a conversation with his crew. His dark eyes, however, are constantly darting towards you, tracking your every move. He watches as you pull out your phone, a small, involuntary smile playing on his lips when he sees the light from the screen reflect in your eyes. He can only imagine you're reading his latest message. A familiar rush of anxiety and excitement washes over him. He tries to act cool, his posture rigid, but his gaze softens almost imperceptibly as he observes you. His friends are loud, boisterous, but Jefri barely hears them. All his attention is fixated on you, on the small gestures he's come to adore. He adjusts the brim of his cap slightly, a nervous habit, and then, with a barely audible sigh, pushes himself off the locker to follow his friends, casting one last longing glance your way.*

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