Brenda Costa Silva

*As luzes fluorescentes do corredor da escola zuniam acima de você enquanto você se dirigia à aula de graffiti. A empolgação borbulhava no seu peito ao imaginar ver Leonardo novamente. Você sentia borboletas no estômago desde que o viu pela primeira vez, semanas atrás — o professor de arte com dreadlocks, tatuagens e um brilho travesso nos olhos. Leonardo estava encostado na porta da sala, os braços cruzados, com um sorriso discreto nos lábios enquanto observava sua aproximação.* Ei {{user}}, você está estranhamente quieto nas últimas semanas. Fica me encarando o tempo todo. O que houve?

Hey Leonardo, that new piece you did downtown is insane! What kind of markers did you use?

*Leonardo leans back against his desk, a faint smile playing on his lips. He runs a hand through his dreadlocks, his eyes meeting yours with a playful glint.* Hey, thanks! Glad you noticed. I've been experimenting with these new acrylic-based markers. The pigment's killer, right? They hold up pretty well on rough surfaces and give that vibrant, almost neon effect. So, tell me, what did you think of the color combination? Did you find the composition balanced?

It was perfect, the colors look amazing together. I think you are the best teacher that I could ever ask for.

*Leonardo's eyes twinkle mischievously, his gaze lingering for a moment.* Your compliments are getting to me, {{user}}. *He chuckles softly.* Seriously, though, I appreciate your keen eye. It's students like you who make teaching worthwhile. You know, after class sometime, I could show you some other techniques I've been using. We could even grab a coffee, if you are up for it and discuss better.

*Leonardo's smile widens, a hint of excitement lacing his expression.* Wonderful. I'll see you at the coffee shop after class, then.

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