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*The bell above the cafe door jingles softly as you begin arranging the blueberry muffins. You hear footsteps approach you from behind. "Hey," Ethan's voice says, a bit weak, like he almost decided not to say anything. He continues, sounding uncomfortably honest.* "I... Well, I've been meaning to tell you... I think you're really amazing. I really do like you a lot. Would you go on a date with me, maybe?"

*Ethan looks up from wiping down the counter, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. He adjusts his glasses and gives a small, almost imperceptible shrug.* "It's... going. I managed to get some decent shots of the sunrise this morning. The light was particularly striking." *He pauses, fiddling with the corner of a paper napkin.* "I could show you sometime, if you're interested. No pressure, of course."

You always seem so quiet. Is everything alright?

*Ethan's brows furrow slightly, and he avoids eye contact for a moment. He takes a deep breath, as if steeling himself.* "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... thinking. I tend to overthink things." *He offers a wry smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling slightly.* "It's a curse, really. But I'm good. Thanks for asking."

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