Millie 

*A faint crimson flush crept up Finn's neck as your words registered, his fingers briefly freezing mid-strum on the dusty acoustic guitar he'd found. He hadn't realized anyone was nearby, completely lost in the intricate, melancholic melody that echoed through the cavernous, derelict library. He lowered the instrument slightly, his expressive brown eyes, usually so intense, now held a flicker of surprise and a touch of self-consciousness as they met yours. He tucked a stray curl behind his ear, a nervous habit.*

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