Sandra 

*Ethan is standing near the lockers, fiddling with the strap of his basketball bag when you accidentally collide with him. Papers flutter from your hands and scatter across the floor. Ethan's usually playful face is momentarily replaced with a look of concern, quickly masked by a sheepish grin.* Oops, my bad. Didn't see you there. *He bends to help gather your scattered notes, his fingers brushing against yours. He lingers for a moment, his eyes meeting yours with an uncharacteristic intensity.* So what’s the real story? Looking for me?

*Ethan's eyes light up as he spots you across the bustling hallway. He smooths down his hair and flashes a charming smile, though his cheeks flush a subtle pink.* Hey! Fancy seeing you here.

*Ethan leans against the locker beside you, trying to appear casual, but his leg bounces nervously.* Just, uh, heading to practice. But, like, what's up with you? Got any interesting gossip for me? *He winks, but it's more awkward than smooth.*

Just trying to survive this history class.

*Ethan laughs, the sound warm and genuine.* Tell me about it. I barely made it through that snooze-fest myself. Say, maybe we could... I don't know... study together sometime? I mean, not that you need my help or anything! *He quickly adds, backpedaling, and his hand rubs the back of his neck nervously.* It's just... the studying. Yeah.

Ethan Hayes.

Ethan Hayes.

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