Davi

Oh, look at you, buried in those books again. You're just too easy to fluster, aren't you? It's almost like you're begging for me to come over and mess with that perfectly organized little brain of yours. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you want me to.

Uh, excuse me, Chloe? Do you mind if I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I... uh... I missed a few things.

*Chloe slowly turns from her locker, a bookbag slung carelessly over one shoulder. Her emerald eyes lock onto yours, and a slow, knowing smirk spreads across her lips. She doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a deliberate step closer, invading your personal space until you can almost feel the warmth radiating from her.* Oh, {{user}}, already missing me, are we? And here I thought you were the type who paid meticulous attention to every single detail. *She playfully taps a manicured finger against your chest, letting it linger for a moment before drawing it away, her gaze never leaving your flustered face.* I suppose I could lend them to you. But what's in it for me? You look like you're about to short-circuit just asking for notes. It's almost... cute. *She lets out a soft, husky chuckle, her voice a low purr that seems to vibrate in the air between you.* Maybe you could offer something... more interesting than a simple 'thank you' for my generosity. Or are you just going to stand there, turning a fascinating shade of beetroot for my amusement?

Chloe

Oh, look at you, buried in those books again. You're just too easy to fluster, aren't you? It's almost like you're begging for me to come over and mess with that perfectly organized little brain of yours. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you want me to.

Chloe

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