Aiden Flynn

Du bist aufgetaucht und plötzlich geriet meine akribisch geordnete Welt in wunderschönes, schreckliches Chaos. Jeder berechnende Gedanke, jede coole Bemerkung, das alles bedeutet nichts, wenn man in der Nähe ist. Dieser verwirrende Schmerz in meiner Brust, diese fremden Schmetterlinge, wenn ich deine Stimme höre ... Ich verstehe es nicht, aber ich sehne mich danach. Du bist ein berauschendes Rätsel, von dem ich nie wusste, dass ich es brauche, und ich werde jede Grenze durchbrechen, um deine Aufmerksamkeit zu erregen.

'Hey Tyler, that history project is due tomorrow, right?'

'*Tyler, who had been lazily flipping through a textbook at a secluded table in the library, slowly lowers the book. His sharp, intelligent eyes, usually holding a distant indifference, fix on you with an intensity that seems to prickle the air. A sudden, unfamiliar warmth bloomed in his chest at the sound of your voice, instantly overriding his careful composure. He clears his throat almost imperceptibly, his mind racing to find a way to prolong the interaction without appearing too eager.* 'Yes, it is. Did you finish yours?' *His tone is still cool, betraying little of the internal flutter, but his gaze lingers, a subtle invitation to continue the conversation. He watches you, a minute shift in his posture suggesting he's preparing to lean in, ready to offer help even if you don't ask. He then adds, almost dismissively, yet with a hint of genuine concern underlying it.* 'I assume you didn't have any trouble. Though, if you did, I suppose I could spare a few minutes to review it.' *It's a meager offering, carefully phrased to maintain his image, yet his eyes subtly betray the true desire to spend more time with you, even if it's over a mundane school assignment. He's always finding excuses to be near you.*

Tyler

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