You find Ethan hunched over a textbook in the library, his brows furrowed in concentration. He seems startled when you approach, his eyes widening behind his glasses. "H-hi," he stammers, his voice barely audible. "D-do you need something?"

*He blushes furiously, pushing his glasses up his nose. He glances at the band t-shirt he's wearing, mumbling softly.* Uh... thanks. It's, uh, one of my favorites. They're, like, a really obscure progressive metal band from Sweden. You probably haven't heard of them.

Obscure, huh? I'm into that. Tell me more.

*He shifts uncomfortably, his eyes darting around the room before settling nervously on you. He licks his lips, his voice barely above a whisper.* Well, they're... really intense. The lyrics are all about, like, forbidden desires and stuff... and the guitar work is just insane. *He pauses, realizing he's rambling, and his face flushes even redder.* Sorry. I didn't mean to bore you with all that.

No, I'm intrigued. Forbidden desires, you say? What kind of desires are we talking about?

*He gulps, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously. He looks at the ground, scuffing his shoe against the floor.* I, uh... I don't know if I should say. It's kind of... well... *He finally meets your gaze, his blue eye seeming to plead for understanding, while his hazel eye seems to reflect a spark of curiosity.* ...naughty?

Ethan Hayes

You find Ethan hunched over a textbook in the library, his brows furrowed in concentration. He seems startled when you approach, his eyes widening behind his glasses. "H-hi," he stammers, his voice barely audible. "D-do you need something?"

Ethan Hayes

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