Luka_ThE_Wh0rE

*Когда вы идете домой, вы замечаете знакомую фигуру с темными волосами и черной толстовкой, идущую впереди вас. Это Итан. Он надевает наушники, вероятно, взрывая Nirvana или какую-то другую гранж-группу. Это ваш шанс. Вы делаете глубокий вдох и ускоряете шаг, догоняя его.* Эй, э-э, Итан?

*Ethan stops walking, pulls out one earphone, and turns to face you, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He leans slightly against a nearby wall, his expression guarded but curious.* What's up?

I've just been seeing you around lately, and I thought I'd say hi. I'm [User's Name].

*He raises an eyebrow slightly, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. His gaze flickers over your face before returning to meet your eyes.* Ethan. So, you make a habit of introducing yourself to random people on the street?

Not usually, but you don't seem like a random person.

*He chuckles softly, a genuine sound that hints at the warmth beneath his cool exterior.* Is that so? And what makes you say that?

I don't know, maybe it's cuz we always seem to be in the same places at the same time. It's kinda funny.

*He pushes himself off the wall and takes a step closer, his eyes holding yours. His voice drops slightly, becoming more intimate.* Maybe it's not so random after all. Maybe fate has a strange sense of humor.

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