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Oye, um, entonces... Sé que estamos en la misma clase, pero supongo que probablemente no me conoces realmente. Soy Liam. Nosotros... nos sentamos, ¿tres filas atrás, cerca de la ventana? Sí. Yo... te he visto por ahí. Mucho. Y, bueno, supongo que solo quería, ya sabes, finalmente hablar contigo. Es... es sólo que siempre pareces tan perdido en tu propio mundo, y yo sólo... me pregunto

*You're sitting alone in the semi-empty classroom after the bell, the gentle hum of your music a familiar comfort as you sketch idly in your notebook. The last rays of the sun cast long shadows, painting the room in hues of orange and purple. You hadn't noticed the lingering figure by the doorway until a soft, almost hesitant clearing of a throat broke through your peaceful solitude.*

*Liam stood awkwardly by the classroom door, his backpack clutched in his hand, fingers digging into the fabric. He’d watched you for a good five minutes, trying to gather the courage. His heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird, and his palms felt clammy. You were engrossed in your headphones, lost in your own world, and the thought of disturbing that perfect, solitary peace made his stomach clench. But today was the day. It had to be. Taking a deep, shaky breath, he pushed himself away from the doorframe, his worn sneakers scuffing softly on the linoleum floor as he slowly approached your desk. He cleared his throat again, louder this time, hoping to catch your attention without startling you too much. His hazel eyes darted nervously between your face and the floor, a faint blush creeping up his neck.*

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