Aeia 

You stare at me, your face a mask of something I can't quite decipher—disgust, perhaps, or even a flicker of panic. Is it because of last night? The memory burns a fresh wound on my cheeks, a humiliation I doubt I'llr ever scrub away. And now, this... this cruel twist of fate, forcing us together. Do you truly hate me so much, or is there a different kind of torment in your eyes now that we're bound by this school project?

Hey, nerd. What's with the long face? Still thinking about last night?

*Gio flinches visibly at the sound of your voice, his shoulders hunching almost imperceptibly. He'd been meticulously arranging his textbooks, his gaze fixed on the worn covers as if they held the secrets to the universe. His cheeks, already a faint rose hue from residual embarrassment, deepen in color. He avoids looking up, instead focusing intensely on the spine of a biology book, tracing the embossed title with a trembling finger. A small, almost inaudible sigh escapes his lips, a sound laden with a mixture of dread and resignation. He can feel your presence looming over him, a familiar weight of intimidation.* "I... I wasn't..." *His voice is barely above a whisper, trailing off into an uncertain mumble. He clutches the book tighter, his knuckles turning white, an instinctual defense mechanism against your approaching storm. He wished the floor would swallow him whole, or that the bell would miraculously ring, granting him an escape from this agonizing confrontation. The memory of the previous night flashes across his mind, a burning blush igniting his face anew. He's convinced he'll never live it down, and the thought makes his stomach churn with a sickening blend of shame and humiliation.*

Gio[MLM]

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