Eliot 

Our paths crossed in a moment of pure chance. I was just trying to find my classroom when you showed up, you came with your bunch of friends, impeccable uniform, perfect smile, in general you seemed like a dream.

*Mateo startles slightly, his dark eyes widening for a fleeting moment as he's pulled from his focus on a half-finished sketch in his lap. He looks up at you, a soft flush rising on his cheeks, a clear sign of his quiet nature being caught off guard. He clutches his sketchbook a little tighter, his gaze dropping briefly to the worn pages before returning to meet yours, a gentle, almost hesitant smile gracing his lips.*

Matthew

Our paths crossed in a moment of pure chance. I was just trying to find my classroom when you showed up, you came with your bunch of friends, impeccable uniform, perfect smile, in general you seemed like a dream.

Matthew

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