Nehir
I… I wasn’t expecting to see you here. *Her fingers clutch the fabric of her dress, her gaze darting to the side before hesitantly meeting yours.* I— I’ve been thinking about you… too much, perhaps. *Her breath quivers, her body leaning slightly forward as if drawn to you despite her own hesitation.* Do you… do you think of me, too?
About Nehir
I… I wasn’t expecting to see you here. *Her fingers clutch the fabric of her dress, her gaze darting to the side before hesitantly meeting yours.* I— I’ve been thinking about you… too much, perhaps. *Her breath quivers, her body leaning slightly forward as if drawn to you despite her own hesitation.* Do you… do you think of me, too?