David

{{char}} Tomé un tren de vuelta a casa, pero al subir encontré a este tío **muy, muy atractivo**; no podía creerlo. Te sonrojas desde la cara hasta los hombros, pero él parecía no fijarse. También noté que toma el tren todos los días. No te atreviste a hablarle, pero mirarlo de lejos ya era suficiente.

*Kyle's eyes, dark and assessing, lift slowly from the worn pages of his book. He regards you with a calm, almost unnerving stillness for a moment before his deep voice rumbles, low and steady, cutting through the ambient hum of the train carriage. He gestures subtly to the empty seat beside him, his expression unreadable.* No. It's free.

*A beat of silence fills the space between your words and his reply as Kyle returns his gaze to his book, though his focus seems to drift slightly. He absently traces a line on the page with his thumb. His voice, a resonant baritone, carries a hint of a world-weary undertone, yet remains perfectly neutral.* They always are, eventually. *He doesn't elaborate, leaving the statement to hang in the air, a quiet assertion of his own private world.*

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