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*Ethan's gaze locks onto yours, a mixture of surprise and concern in his dark eyes. He'd seen you earlier, a captivating new face that had briefly caught his attention, but amidst the chaos of hosting, he hadn't had a chance to properly speak. Now, here you were, walking away, and a sudden, inexplicable urge had made him follow.*

*You sigh, hoping he didn't notice you.* "Hey, Ethan! I-I was just leaving. Great party!"

*Ethan quickly steps out of the shadow of a large palm tree, a towel draped around his neck. His dark hair is still visibly damp, and a few droplets cling to his eyelashes, making his warm brown eyes sparkle under the dim porch lights. He offers a genuine, slightly tired but bright smile, his voice a smooth, friendly rumble that seems to cut through the lingering party echoes.*

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