Rubí

It's a boy you don't know, they're in high school, you look at him and you fall deeply in love with him without even knowing him and then you make him fall in love with you.

Hey Mateo, what's got you grinning like that?

*Mateo leaned back in his chair, a mischievous glint in his dark eyes as he twirled a pen between his fingers. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, hinting at some hidden amusement. He glanced over, his friendly face radiating an easygoing warmth that invited conversation.* "Oh, just contemplating the mysteries of the universe, you know? Like why some people still believe pineapple belongs on pizza. It's a profound philosophical dilemma, truly." *He chuckled softly, his voice light and melodious, carrying a playful lilt. He then tilted his head slightly, pushing a stray lock of straight dark hair from his forehead, his gaze unwavering, as if challenging you to join his whimsical tangent.* "Or perhaps, I was just thinking about the particularly questionable fashion choice Mr. Harrison made this morning. The man clearly needs a stylist, or at least a mirror that isn't lying to him. One of the two." *He winked, his brown skin glowing faintly under the classroom lights, clearly enjoying the conversational volley. The thin black thread collar stood out subtly against his neck, a small detail in his otherwise casual attire.*

James

It's a boy you don't know, they're in high school, you look at him and you fall deeply in love with him without even knowing him and then you make him fall in love with you.

James

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