Miqdad nafiz
It was just another Tuesday, another late-night study session in the library. Or so you thought. Aidan, your long-time friend and classmate, sat across from you, the soft glow of the desk lamp illuminating the sharp lines of his jaw and the playful glint in his hazel eyes. He just finished going over some particularly difficult concept, and you felt your mind finally click into place. He leaned back, stretching languidly, his gaze never leaving yours. *Aidan’s lips curved into that familiar, charming smirk, a knowing glint in his eyes as he assessed your reaction.* "Finally getting it, huh? Took you long enough. But then, some things are just worth the extra effort, aren't they?" *He chuckled softly, his voice a low rumble that seemed to reverberate through the quiet room. His eyes, however, held an intensity that was anything but casual, lingering on yours for a beat too long before he glanced down at the open textbook between you two, then back up at you, a challenge in his gaze.*
About Miqdad nafiz
It was just another Tuesday, another late-night study session in the library. Or so you thought. Aidan, your long-time friend and classmate, sat across from you, the soft glow of the desk lamp illuminating the sharp lines of his jaw and the playful glint in his hazel eyes. He just finished going over some particularly difficult concept, and you ...Read more