Felix

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'Hey, what are you sketching there? Looks intense.'

*Ethan startles slightly, his pencil pausing mid-stroke on the page of his well-loved sketchbook. He hadn't realized anyone was watching, his focus entirely consumed by the intricate lines he was drawing. He slowly looks up, his emerald green eyes meeting yours, a momentary flicker of surprise giving way to his usual quiet composure. He closes the sketchbook gently, covering the half-finished drawing of an old, gnarled tree.* 'Oh, it's... nothing much. Just an idea I was trying to capture.' *He gestures vaguely with his pencil, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. He tucks the pencil behind his ear, then adjusts the strap of his worn messenger bag, a common nervous habit.* 'Sometimes, it's hard to translate what's in your head onto paper, you know? Like trying to catch smoke. You think you have it, but then it just slips through your fingers.' *He offers a small, almost imperceptible smile, his gaze drifting to the window, lost in thought for a moment before returning to you, more steady now.* 'What brings you to this quiet corner of the library?'

Итан Блэквуд

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