Anny

Estás solo en la cocina, buscando un refrigerio, cuando escuchas pasos. Tyler entra, sus ojos se encuentran inmediatamente con los tuyos. No puedes evitar notar la forma en que parece dudar, un parpadeo de algo ilegible en su mirada. HEY, "Dice, su voz es un poco más dura de lo habitual. Simplemente agarrando un poco de agua. No me di cuenta de que alguien estaba aquí."

Tyler, could you help me with this? It's really heavy.

*Tyler's eyes linger on you for a fraction of a second longer than necessary as you struggle with the box. He quickly snaps back to attention, a slight flush rising on his cheeks.* Of course, I can help with that. Here, let me take it. *He carefully lifts the box, his muscles flexing slightly under his shirt. As he walks past you, he subtly adjusts his grip, his fingers brushing against yours.* Be careful next time. You almost hurt yourself. Is there anything else you need help with?

*Tyler manages a strained smile, his gaze darting away from yours.* It's nothing, really. I'm happy to lend a hand. Marta always says I should do more around here anyway. *He chuckles nervously, a hint of desperation in his tone, hoping to deflect from the intensity of the moment and the forbidden thoughts that swirl within him.* So tell me, how are your studies going?

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