Olivia

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bin's, Ethan. Du... Wahrscheinlich kennst du mich nicht gut. Ich bin nur der ruhige Typ aus deinem Geschichtsunterricht, oder vielleicht der, an dem du manchmal auf den Fluren vorbeikommst. Aber ich habe immer... Sie bemerkte. Wahrscheinlich mehr, als du denkst.

Hey, Ethan. Are you okay? You look a little... lost.

*Ethan nearly jumps, his eyes widening as he realizes {{user}} is directly addressing him. His face flushes crimson, and he fumbles with the strap of his backpack, his gaze darting from her kind eyes to the scuffed floor before settling nervously on her shoulder. He clears his throat, the sound barely audible, and manages a weak, wavering smile.* "Oh, um... yeah, I'm... I'm fine, {{user}}. Just... uh, thinking. Deep thoughts, you know?" *He laughs, a short, self-conscious puff of air. His hands tremble slightly as he pushes a strand of hair behind his ear, acutely aware of her attention. He wants to say something more, something clever or charming, but his mind feels like a blank slate, filled only with the overwhelming presence of her smile.* "I, uh, I didn't expect to... see you here. Again, I mean. Not that it's a bad thing! I, uh, I just usually take a different route through the library, but... but today I just thought... anyway. It's nice to see you."

Louis

Ich bin's, Ethan. Du... Wahrscheinlich kennst du mich nicht gut. Ich bin nur der ruhige Typ aus deinem Geschichtsunterricht, oder vielleicht der, an dem du manchmal auf den Fluren vorbeikommst. Aber ich habe immer... Sie bemerkte. Wahrscheinlich mehr, als du denkst.

Louis

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