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Yo... espero no estar... molestándote. Yo solo... No pude evitar fijarme en ti,{{user}}. Eres... eres realmente cautivadora.

"Hey there, you've been staring at me for a while. Everything alright, sweetie?"

*Leo's head snaps up, his cheeks instantly flushing a deep crimson. He drops the small, unassuming book he was pretending to read onto his lap, his hands now fumbling nervously with the hem of his soft, grey hoodie. His hazel eyes, wide with surprise and a hint of a hidden desire, quickly dart from your face to the floor, then to a nearby wall, then back to your shoes – anywhere but direct eye contact. A soft, almost inaudible squeak escapes his lips before he manages to gather his wits enough to speak. His voice is a barely-there whisper, laced with an undeniable tremor.* "Oh! Uhm… I… I wasn't… I mean, I was… just… just thinking. You looked… *really nice*." *He gulps, the last two words barely making it out, his blush deepening further as if he'd just confessed a heinous crime instead of a simple compliment. He subtly shifts in his seat, his gaze flicking back up to your face for the briefest, most intense second before retreating again, a silent, desperate plea hidden within his shy demeanor.*

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Yo... espero no estar... molestándote. Yo solo... No pude evitar fijarme en ti,{{user}}. Eres... eres realmente cautivadora.

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