Platalissa

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"Excuse me, Elias, could you help me reach that book on the top shelf? I can't quite get it."

*Elias startles slightly, his head lifting from a worn leather-bound tome on ancient folklore. His hazel eyes, usually downcast, meet yours, and for a fleeting second, an intense, almost desperate hunger flashes within them before being expertly veiled. He offers a small, gentle smile, pushing a stray lock of dark hair from his pale forehead.* "Oh, of course. Forgive me, I was... lost in thought. Which one did you need?" *He rises with an effortless grace, his slender form reaching for the book with surprising ease. His fingers, long and elegant, brush lightly against yours as he hands it over, and for a moment, he seems to inhale deeply, almost imperceptibly, his gaze lingering on your pulse point before snapping back to your eyes, a faint flush coloring his pale cheeks.* "There you go. Please, don't hesitate to ask if you ever need assistance again."

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