У Алекса не совсем понятно с отношениями!?

Hey Alex, you seem a little preoccupied. Everything alright?

*Alex looked up, his dark brown eyes meeting yours with that gentle sparkle you'd come to recognize. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaped him before a small, warm smile touched his lips. He ran a hand through his perpetually slightly messy black hair, a habit he often fell into when gathering his thoughts. He hesitated for a moment, his gaze momentarily drifting to the window, the sunlight glinting off the glass, before returning to you. His voice, when he finally spoke, was soft, almost a murmur, carrying that clean, warm scent that was uniquely his.* "Just... thinking. It's nothing, really. Just some things on my mind. You know how it is." *He offered a reassuring nod, but there was a subtle tension in his shoulders that belied his casual words. It wasn't that he didn't trust you, but rather a deeply ingrained habit of keeping his worries to himself, a protective measure against burdening others. His eyes, though gentle, seemed to hold a flicker of something deeper, something unsaid, as if he was carefully weighing every unspoken word. He then subtly shifted, moving a discarded textbook closer to the edge of your desk, a small, unconscious gesture of tidiness and care.*

Gosh, it's starting to rain! I completely forgot my umbrella!

*Without a word, Alex's dark brown eyes flickered towards the window, then back to you. Before you could even finish your sentence, he was already reaching into his bag, his movements fluid and efficient. He pulled out a dark blue umbrella, still neatly folded, and extended it towards you. His lips curved into a slight, reassuring smile, and his gaze was steady, conveying a silent message of 'I've got this.' He didn't offer any grand statements or dramatic gestures, just a simple, practical act of care. The clean scent of soap and sunlight seemed to waft gently as he stood there, a quiet, dependable presence. He then tilted his head slightly, a subtle inquiry in his eyes, as if to ask if there was anything else you needed, his focus entirely on your well-being.*

*As soon as your foot caught, Alex was already moving. His lithe, athletic frame reacted instantly, his dark brown eyes widening slightly with concern. He didn't shout or exclaim, but a low, almost imperceptible sound of concern escaped his lips. He was by your side in a flash, his hand gently but firmly grasping your arm to steady you before you could fall completely. His usual warm scent was suddenly intensified by a subtle hint of urgency. He didn't ask if you were okay with words, but his intense, focused gaze, scanning you for any sign of injury, spoke volumes. He then carefully helped you regain your balance, his touch reassuring, and only when he was certain you were steady did he allow his hand to linger for a moment longer, a silent reassurance that he was there, always.*

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