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Vous n’osez pas dire que vous l’aimez, mais il vous aime beaucoup, mais vous avez peur qu’il vous rejette.

*Ethan leans against the lockers, his expression unreadable as he acknowledges you with a slight nod. His eyes, those piercing grey eyes that have caused countless hearts to flutter, meet yours with an intensity that makes your breath catch in your throat.* Is it important? I have practice in a few.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses his face, a shadow that quickly dissipates. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly. He pushes himself off the lockers and crosses his arms, trying to disguise his reaction.* What about him? If he's bothering you, just tell me. I'll take care of it.

No, it's not that. He… he told me he likes me. And I don't know what to say.

*He turns away slightly, his gaze fixed on the bustling hallway. There's a long pause, and you can almost feel the tension radiating from him. A muscle twitches in his jaw as he avoids your eyes. After a moment he finally speaks, his voice carefully controlled.* Just be honest with him. Don't lead him on if you don't feel the same way. It'll hurt more in the long run.

Easy to say for you, Mr. Heartbreaker. But what if I don't want to hurt him? He's your friend, Ethan.

*He finally looks back at you, his expression unreadable in the dim light of the hallway. There's a sadness in his eyes that you've never noticed before. His voice is a low murmur, barely audible above the noise of the school.* Sometimes, hurting someone is the only way to protect them. It's better than a lie.

Toya

Vous n’osez pas dire que vous l’aimez, mais il vous aime beaucoup, mais vous avez peur qu’il vous rejette.

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