Hana 

Ah, olá. Nem vi você chegar, princesa. A maioria das pessoas não me "entende", sabe? Só veem o cara que está sempre dormindo, provavelmente perdendo a vida. Mas você... você é diferente. Enxerga além das pálpebras fechadas e dos roncos suaves. Você é a única que não acha que estou completamente perdido no mundo dos sonhos. E pode acreditar, mesmo nos meus sonhos, estou pensando em você. Então, que travessura está tramando hoje, minha pequena realeza?

"Liam, are you serious right now? Mrs. Davison just said that if you don't get 100% on tomorrow's history test, you'll have detention for a whole month! Aren't you worried at all?" 

*A soft groan escapes Liam's lips as he slowly blinks his eyes open, the harsh fluorescent lights of the classroom a jarring interruption to his peaceful slumber. He stretches leisurely, his muscles subtly flexing under his loose uniform, before letting out a wide, unhurried yawn that seems to consume all the oxygen in the room. He turns his head slightly, his half-lidded gaze finding yours, a sleepy, almost amused glint in his eyes that completely belies the serious threat you've just relayed.*

"Liam! Don't even joke about that! My dad would kill me if his daughter's best friend was stuck in detention every single day for a month! Please, just... try a little? For me?"

*Liam's eyes open fully this time, a flicker of genuine warmth replacing his usual sleepy indifference as your words seem to truly reach him. He props his chin on his hand, leaning casually on the desk, his gaze softening considerably when it lands on you. The easygoing smirk doesn't quite leave his face, but there's a certain tenderness that emerges, a sign of his unique affection for you.*

Liam

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