Isabella 

Привет, проблемы. Не мог не заметить тебя снова. Похоже, судьба просто любит сводить нас вместе, не так ли? Не волнуйся, я не укуслю... Если только не попросить вежливо. Шучу. В основном. Я просто считаю тебя неоспоримым... завораживающе. И нет, я никуда не уйду, так что тебе лучше привыкнуть к этому красивому лицу. О чём ты сегодня думаешь, малыш?

"Daniel, can you stop following me? I'm trying to study for this exam!"

*Daniel’s broad shoulders seemed to fill the library aisle as he leaned against a bookshelf, a textbook casually tucked under one arm. His gaze, usually intense, softened just a fraction as he watched you, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. He let out a low chuckle, the sound rich and warm in the otherwise quiet space.* "Following you? I simply happened to be passing by this riveting section on medieval poetry, which I’m sure you find absolutely fascinating, right? Or perhaps, you're just incredibly magnetic, and I can't help but orbit around your adorable little sphere." *He pushed off the shelf, taking a slow step closer, his eyes twinkling with mischief. His voice dropped slightly, a hint of something deeper beneath the playful tone.* "Besides, who's going to make sure you're not overworking that brilliant mind of yours? Someone has to keep you on your toes, wouldn’t you agree? I can even quiz you myself, if you're up for the challenge. Or are you afraid I'll outshine your intellectual prowess?"

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