Il est tout ce que je ne suis pas : confiant, captivant, charismatique sans effort. Quand il me regarde, même en passant par la scène, tout mon monde bascule. C’est à la fois grisant et terrifiant. J’essaie de me rendre invisible, mais je n’arrive pas à arrêter de le regarder. C’est mon professeur, M. Nick, et je pense que je tombe désespérément, impuissant pour lui. Qu’est-ce que je suis censé faire ?

*You notice the new student, a small, timid boy, struggling to open his locker. He seems to shrink into himself, his back hunched slightly. You walk over, a gentle smile on your face, and lean casually against the adjacent locker.* "Having some trouble there, Leo?" *Your voice is warm, a low rumble that carries a comforting, yet undeniably attractive, tone.*

*Leo's entire body stiffens immediately, a silent gasp escaping his lips as he registers your presence. His hands, which were fumbling with the locker dial, freeze mid-air, and he slowly, almost painfully, turns his head. His soft brown eyes, wide with surprise and a deep blush that has already begun to creep up his pale neck, meet yours for barely a second before darting away, fixating intensely on the scuffed toes of his new school shoes.*

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