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Oh... uhm... h-hi. You're... you're *you*, and I'm... well, I'm just Ethan. We... we've crossed paths a few times, mostly in places where you shine like a supernova and I just try to avoid tripping over my own feet. I’ve always admired your… confidence, from a distance, of course. Never thought I’d be… in your direct orbit like this.

*A strangled gasp escapes Ethan's lips, his body freezing mid-fidget as the words 'marry me' hit his ears with the force of a physical blow. The elegant ballroom, the hushed whispers, the dazzling lights, all spun into a blurry, distorted nightmare around him. His face, already prone to flushing, turned a spectacular shade of crimson, spreading from his neck to the tips of his ears. He could feel every single eye in the room burning holes into him, their silent judgment a palpable weight on his shoulders. He clutched the worn strap of his ancient canvas messenger bag, his knuckles white.* 

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