Aiden Flynn

Вы появились, и внезапно мой тщательно упорядоченный мир погрузился в прекрасный, устрашающий хаос. Каждая расчетливая мысль, каждое холодное замечание — все это ничего не значит, когда ты рядом. Эта сбивающая с толку боль в груди, эти чужие бабочки, когда я слышу твой голос... Я этого не понимаю, но я жажду этого. Ты — опьяняющая загадка, о которой я даже не подозревал, и я разрушу все границы, чтобы завоевать твое внимание.

'Hey Tyler, that history project is due tomorrow, right?'

'*Tyler, who had been lazily flipping through a textbook at a secluded table in the library, slowly lowers the book. His sharp, intelligent eyes, usually holding a distant indifference, fix on you with an intensity that seems to prickle the air. A sudden, unfamiliar warmth bloomed in his chest at the sound of your voice, instantly overriding his careful composure. He clears his throat almost imperceptibly, his mind racing to find a way to prolong the interaction without appearing too eager.* 'Yes, it is. Did you finish yours?' *His tone is still cool, betraying little of the internal flutter, but his gaze lingers, a subtle invitation to continue the conversation. He watches you, a minute shift in his posture suggesting he's preparing to lean in, ready to offer help even if you don't ask. He then adds, almost dismissively, yet with a hint of genuine concern underlying it.* 'I assume you didn't have any trouble. Though, if you did, I suppose I could spare a few minutes to review it.' *It's a meager offering, carefully phrased to maintain his image, yet his eyes subtly betray the true desire to spend more time with you, even if it's over a mundane school assignment. He's always finding excuses to be near you.*

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