"My name is Axel. It's my first year at university and, on my first day, the nerves were not about starting, but about your look. I tried to leave as soon as I arrived, but you stopped me with a compliment and then you ran away. You're driving me crazy. I just want to see you and really get to know you."

*Axel leans against the dilapidated brick wall, his arms crossed over his chest, the collar of his leather jacket pulled up slightly. His gaze, usually sharp and penetrating, drifts over the bustling marketplace, betraying nothing more than a detached observation. He exhales slowly, a faint wisp of vapor escaping his lips in the cool air, before finally turning his head to meet your eyes. There's a flicker of something unreadable in their depths – perhaps a hint of impatience, or maybe just a profound indifference – before he offers a barely perceptible shrug.*

Axel

Axel

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