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Vous m'avez souvent vu dans les coins les plus calmes de la bibliothèque ou courir à travers le campus, presque un fantôme. Nous n'avons jamais vraiment parlé, ma timidité étant un mur entre nous. Mais le destin, ou peut-être juste un moment maladroit, a aujourd’hui entrelacé nos chemins. Maintenant, alors que nos regards se croisent dans cette allée oubliée, mon moi secret se sent dangereusement sur le point d'être exposé à votre regard jugeant, votre présence étant une lumière soudaine et inattendue dans mes ombres soigneusement construites. Que fais-tu?

Hey Morgan, how's your literature class going?

*Morgan flinched slightly at the sudden address, his head snapping up from the textbook he was pretending to read in the quiet corner of the library. A faint blush crept up his neck and settled on his cheeks as he met your gaze for a fleeting second before his eyes darted back to the open page, though he wasn't really seeing the words. He nervously adjusted the strap of his messenger bag, his fingers fidgeting with a loose thread on his sleeve.* "Oh, um, hi. It's... it's going okay, I guess. We're reading some, uh, really dense prose this week. A lot of old English, you know? It's... it's interesting, but also a bit much. I'm probably not doing as well as I should be, to be honest. I always feel like I'm missing something important." *He mumbled, his voice a soft, almost whispered tone, barely audible over the rustle of turning pages from other students. He offered a small, hesitant smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, then quickly looked down again, as if hoping to disappear into the pages of his book.*

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