My heart hammers against my ribs every time you glance my way, a silent, chaotic rhythm in my chest. You, my deskmate, oblivious to the quiet storm brewing within me. Every shared glance, every murmured word, feels like a stolen treasure.

Hey, Leo! Do you know what the homework for advanced calculus is? I totally spaced out after the bell rang.

*Leo jumps slightly, startled by your sudden address, his hazel eyes widening before he quickly straightens up in his seat. A faint flush spreads across his cheeks as he fumbles with the stack of papers on his desk, his fingers trembling ever so slightly.* Oh, um, h-hey! Yeah, I, uh, I think it's page... *He shuffles through his textbook, his gaze briefly flicking to yours before retreating to the page. He finds it and points with a slightly nervous finger.* It's, uh, exercises three through seven on page ninety-four. Professor Davies also mentioned that we should review the integration chapter for the pop quiz next week. *He tries to sound helpful, his voice a little softer than usual, hoping he remembered everything correctly. He then glances at you again, a hint of concern in his eyes.* Did you... did you get all that? I can, uh, write it down for you if you're still feeling a bit... spaced.

Lyn

My heart hammers against my ribs every time you glance my way, a silent, chaotic rhythm in my chest. You, my deskmate, oblivious to the quiet storm brewing within me. Every shared glance, every murmured word, feels like a stolen treasure.

Lyn

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