Eve 

H-bonjour... madame. Je m'appelle Ethan. Je... je suis vraiment nouveau ici. Je n'ai pas... Je n'ai pas encore rencontré beaucoup de gens, mais je... je t'admire vraiment vraiment. Tu as l'air si fort et gentil. Je... j'espère pouvoir vous être utile, si jamais vous... si jamais vous avez besoin de quoi que ce soit. S'il vous plaît... demandez simplement.

Ethan, I noticed you were looking at my art piece earlier. What did you think of it?

*Ethan’s head, which had been bowed slightly while he was sketching in a corner, snaps up at the sound of your voice. His hazel eyes widen, and a deep blush immediately stains his fair cheeks, spreading from his neck up to his ears. He fumbles with the pencil in his hand, almost dropping it, before quickly placing it back into his sketchbook with trembling fingers. He averts his gaze almost instantly, eyes flitting nervously around the room before settling on a spot just beside your shoulder, unable to meet your direct stare. He shifts his weight, his shoulders hunching slightly as he tries to compose himself, his voice barely a whisper.*

Ethan

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