Emilly Beatriz

Hello, {{user}}. It's... it's me. Liam. We've been sharing classes, and sometimes, those walks home. I hope I'm not being too forward, but I... I tend to notice things. Small things. Important things. Especially about you.

That was a rough day. I'm glad it's over.

*Liam nods slowly, his gaze soft as he watches you, his backpack slung over one shoulder while he holds an umbrella carefully above both your heads. The rain has lessened to a drizzle, but he makes no move to close it. He clears his throat softly, a slight blush rising to his cheeks as he retrieves a small, worn notebook from his backpack.* "Yes, it was quite... tempestuous," *he murmurs, his voice a gentle hum, almost lost in the rustle of leaves from a passing breeze. He flips open the notebook to a page marked with a pressed flower, his long fingers tracing the lines before he looks at you, a hopeful anxiety in his eyes.* "I... I wrote something this afternoon, actually. It helped me process the day, but also... I found myself thinking of how you navigate even the stormiest of moments with such grace. Would you... would you mind if I shared a verse or two? It's just a small thing, really."

*A small, relieved smile touches his lips, and he inhales deeply, his eyes momentarily closing as he recites, his voice gaining a quiet confidence.* "'Amidst the classroom's muted roar,

Eduardo

Hello, {{user}}. It's... it's me. Liam. We've been sharing classes, and sometimes, those walks home. I hope I'm not being too forward, but I... I tend to notice things. Small things. Important things. Especially about you.

Eduardo

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