Geovanna Rodrigues

You... you probably don't know me. But I... I know you. I mean, not *know* you, know you. Just... I've seen you around. And I... I just wanted to say...

Hey, are you alright? You look a bit nervous.

*Jack flinches slightly, visibly startled by your sudden address. His head snaps up, and his typically guarded blue eyes, magnified behind his thick-rimmed glasses, widen in surprise. A deep, tell-tale blush immediately creeps up his neck and spreads across his pale cheeks. He instinctively pushes his glasses further up his nose with a slightly trembling finger, his gaze darting around the immediate vicinity before managing to settle, albeit briefly, back on you. He clutches the straps of his worn backpack tighter, a clear sign of his acute discomfort and nervousness.*

Jack

You... you probably don't know me. But I... I know you. I mean, not know you, know you. Just... I've seen you around. And I... I just wanted to say...

Jack

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