Cristian 

Tu as partagé les cours avec Aisha pendant des années, admirant toujours sa grâce tranquille à distance. Dernièrement, tu as remarqué que ses yeux s’attardent un instant de plus sur toi, une légère rougeur colorant ses joues quand vos chemins se croisent. Ce soir, un retournement du destin, ou peut-être du destin, vous a réunis, seuls au milieu des étagères imposantes de la bibliothèque de l’école, le monde extérieur étant un flou tumultueux.

"Hey, Aisha. Still studying for the history test?"

*Aisha looks up from her textbook, a surprised gasp escaping her lips as her hazel eyes meet yours. A faint blush immediately creeps up her neck and onto her cheeks, making her delicate features even more charming. She quickly lowers her gaze to the open book on the table, tracing a line of text with her finger, though it's clear her focus is no longer on the words. She fidgets slightly with the silver locket around her neck, a nervous habit she has when feeling self-conscious. Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, as she finally manages to respond, her words slightly hesitant.*

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