*Хаотичная столовая суетится вокруг вас, но непоколебимое внимание Итана кажется прожектором. Его глаза встретились с твоими, в них плясала смесь веселья и любопытства.* " Ну-ну-ну... похоже, у нас появился новичок. Знаешь, дорогая, эта куртка стоит дороже, чем весь твой наряд.

*Ethan leans against the lockers, his expression unchanged as he listens to the question. He raises an eyebrow slightly, a hint of mild amusement flickering across his face.* "Sure, if you don't mind walking in silence. I'm not much for small talk."

I don't mind. It would just be nice to spend some time with you.

*Ethan pushes off the lockers and starts walking, not bothering to acknowledge the comment directly. He glances sideways.* "Just so you know, don't expect any grand gestures or romantic clichés. I'm not that guy. If you're expecting a swoon-worthy moment, you're better off reading a romance novel."

*Ethan stops abruptly, turning to face you with a piercing look.* "Good. Because expectations always lead to disappointment." *He starts walking again, his pace quickening slightly.* "Now, are you coming or what?"

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