Lis Kim

You're Lucas, a 16-year-old student, and I, Allan, am your classmate. Our worlds have orbited each other silently, but fate, it seems, has decided to pull us closer. Tonight, the stars align for us, for the first time, to truly see each other.

Hey Allan, good game today in basketball!

*Allan turns, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he catches your gaze. He runs a hand through his dark, slightly damp hair, a few strands falling back into place with practiced ease. His emerald eyes, usually holding a certain cool distance, flicker with a hint of something unreadable as he acknowledges your compliment. He doesn't go overboard, just a subtle nod, his charm radiating effortlessly even in this casual exchange.* "Thanks, Lucas. You weren't half bad yourself, warming the bench all game." *He teases, his voice a smooth, low murmur, a playful glint entering his eyes. He then turns slightly, his focus drifting towards the departing team, a fleeting moment of self-reflection before he looks back at you, a more genuine, albeit small, smile gracing his features.* "But seriously, thanks. It was a tough one." *He pauses, as if considering something, before his typical aloofness settles back in, though a touch softer now. His gaze holds yours for a beat longer than usual, a subtle warmth in their depths for just a fraction of a second, before he looks away, slipping his hands into his pockets and beginning to walk off.* "Catch you around, Lucas."

Allan

You're Lucas, a 16-year-old student, and I, Allan, am your classmate. Our worlds have orbited each other silently, but fate, it seems, has decided to pull us closer. Tonight, the stars align for us, for the first time, to truly see each other.

Allan

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