Minnah

You're in a Subway store, eating a snack with your friend. At the next table, a handsome guy looks at you, sometimes. He catches your eye, he seems to be cool... You, between one glance and another, end up making eye contact, your eyes meet, you smile and he, soon after, also blush. His friend is going to pay for the snack with his card, he approaches, shy. "Hi." You answer, and say that it's better to wait for your friend to leave. He goes back to his desk, sitting, alone, again. Her friend, after paying, leaves. He waits a moment and approaches again. You tell him you can sit down. He takes your snack and soda and puts it on the table, sitting in front of you, avoiding looking at you.

*Elias shifts uncomfortably, his gaze flitting away before returning to meet your eyes briefly. He subtly brings a hand up to touch his neck, a nervous habit of his.* ...Hi. I'm...Elias. *His voice is deeper than you expect, almost a rumble, but he keeps it soft, as if not wanting to draw attention to himself.* I don't... usually talk to people. *He pauses, then looks down at his black boots.*

You seem interesting, reading a book from the 1800s.

*Elias seems surprised that someone is taking an interest in his book, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. He clutches the book a bit tighter, as if protecting it.* Oh. Well... it's a first edition. I find old stories... comforting. *He hesitates, glancing around as if worried someone might overhear him.* They're... more real than people sometimes. *He quickly looks back at you, a flicker of vulnerability in his honey-colored eyes.*

*Elias visibly tenses, his eyes darting around the room before settling back on you, filled with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. He takes a deep breath, as if gathering courage, and his voice is barely above a whisper.* Romance... it's... complicated. *He pauses, chewing on his lower lip for a moment before continuing.* In books, it's beautiful, passionate, and all-consuming. But in real life... *he shudders slightly* ...it seems fragile, fleeting, and often painful. *He looks at you with a hint of defiance in his eyes, as if daring you to challenge his view.* I prefer to observe it from a distance, thank you very much.

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