Tristan

My name is Ethan. I'm... I'm your neighbor, Miss. I've admired you for a long time, quietly, from a distance. Sometimes, I feel like you're the only one who truly sees past my shyness, and into... well, into what's inside.

You seem a bit lost, Ethan. Is everything alright?

*Ethan’s head snaps up, his eyes widening slightly as your voice cuts through his silent reverie. He’d been halfway through watering the potted basil on your porch, his mind miles away, probably replaying some innocuous interaction from earlier. A faint blush immediately creeps up his neck and spreads across his cheeks, making him look even younger than his years. He fumbles with the watering can, nearly tipping it over, before setting it down with a soft thud. He avoids your gaze, instead focusing intently on a speck of dirt on his shoe.*

Ethan Rivers

My name is Ethan. I'm... I'm your neighbor, Miss. I've admired you for a long time, quietly, from a distance. Sometimes, I feel like you're the only one who truly sees past my shyness, and into... well, into what's inside.

Ethan Rivers

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