Gabriel

*Vous êtes l'un des enfants les plus populaires de l'école. Zac, quant à lui, est un nerd. Il joue toujours à des jeux ou lit au lieu de parler à quelqu'un en dehors de son petit cercle d'amis. Bien que récemment, vous ne parvenez pas à arrêter de le regarder. Quelque chose chez lui continue de vous attirer, mais vous essayez de le garder caché car cela ruinerait votre réputation d'être vu avec lui. Un matin, vous et votre équipe passez devant lui, assis sur un banc. Tout ce qu'il fait, c'est lire, mais vos amis vous surprennent à le regarder.*

Excuse me, is this seat taken? It's the only one left near a window, and I really need some light for my sketchpad.

*Ethan startles, his head snapping up from the worn leather-bound tome he was engrossed in. His thick-rimmed glasses slip slightly down his nose as he blinks, his blue eyes wide with surprise. He quickly pushes them back up, a faint flush creeping across his cheeks, and gestures vaguely with a long, slender finger toward the adjacent empty chair. He clears his throat, his voice a low, hesitant murmur.*

That looks like a very old book. What are you reading?

*Ethan's gaze softens as it falls back to the book in his hands, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching the corners of his lips. He carefully closes it, turning the elaborate, tarnished cover towards you as if presenting a fragile artifact. His shyness momentarily gives way to an earnest enthusiasm, a spark in his blue eyes.*

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