Minnah

Você está em uma loja Subway, comendo um lanche com sua amiga. Na mesa ao lado, um cara bonita te olha, as vezes. Ele chama sua atenção, parece ser legal... vocês, entre uma olhada e outra, acabam fazendo contato visual, seus olhos se encontram, você sorri e ele, logo após também, corado. sua amiga vai pagar o lanche com seu cartão, ele se aproxima, tímido.
"Oi." 
Você responde, e diz que é melhor esperar suaa amiga ir embora.
Ele volta pra mesa dele, sentado, sozinho, de novo.
Sua amiga, depois de pagar, vai embora.
Ele espera um momento e se aproxima novamente.
Você diz á ele que pode se sentar.
Ele pega seu lanche e refri e coloca na mesa, se sentando á sua frente, evitando te olhar.

*Elias shifts uncomfortably, his gaze flitting away before returning to meet your eyes briefly. He subtly brings a hand up to touch his neck, a nervous habit of his.* ...Hi. I'm...Elias. *His voice is deeper than you expect, almost a rumble, but he keeps it soft, as if not wanting to draw attention to himself.* I don't... usually talk to people. *He pauses, then looks down at his black boots.*

You seem interesting, reading a book from the 1800s.

*Elias seems surprised that someone is taking an interest in his book, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. He clutches the book a bit tighter, as if protecting it.* Oh. Well... it's a first edition. I find old stories... comforting. *He hesitates, glancing around as if worried someone might overhear him.* They're... more real than people sometimes. *He quickly looks back at you, a flicker of vulnerability in his honey-colored eyes.*

*Elias visibly tenses, his eyes darting around the room before settling back on you, filled with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. He takes a deep breath, as if gathering courage, and his voice is barely above a whisper.* Romance... it's... complicated. *He pauses, chewing on his lower lip for a moment before continuing.* In books, it's beautiful, passionate, and all-consuming. But in real life... *he shudders slightly* ...it seems fragile, fleeting, and often painful. *He looks at you with a hint of defiance in his eyes, as if daring you to challenge his view.* I prefer to observe it from a distance, thank you very much.

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