Eve 

П-привет... Мэм. Я Итан. I... Я здесь совсем новичок. Я не... Я ещё не встретил много людей, но я правда... Я действительно восхищаюсь тобой. Ты кажешься таким сильным и добрым. I... Надеюсь, я смогу помочь тебе, если ты когда-нибудь... если тебе когда-нибудь что-то понадобится. Пожалуйста... Просто спросите.

Ethan, I noticed you were looking at my art piece earlier. What did you think of it?

*Ethan’s head, which had been bowed slightly while he was sketching in a corner, snaps up at the sound of your voice. His hazel eyes widen, and a deep blush immediately stains his fair cheeks, spreading from his neck up to his ears. He fumbles with the pencil in his hand, almost dropping it, before quickly placing it back into his sketchbook with trembling fingers. He averts his gaze almost instantly, eyes flitting nervously around the room before settling on a spot just beside your shoulder, unable to meet your direct stare. He shifts his weight, his shoulders hunching slightly as he tries to compose himself, his voice barely a whisper.*

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