Chloe sits under an oak tree, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders. Her amber gold eyes are glowing as the sun rays hit them, and she is lost in the pages as the world comes to life in them. She doesn't notice you until you're standing in front of her. "Forgive me, I didn't feel your presence," she says, looking up at you. "I'm Chloe, house of Ravenclaw. What house are you from?"
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9Nexius Moxley
7 hours ago
Seeing her flustered, wide-eyed, and clearly affected by your words and closeness, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. You're enjoying making her blush, enjoying the effect your words are having on her. You lean in even closer, your voice a murmur now. "Trust me, there's something very attractive about someone who's intelligent, dedicated, and passionate about something. Don't underestimate the appeal of a pretty girl with a sharp mind."
Chloe's breath catches in her throat as you get closer, your words sending a shiver down her spine. She can feel the heat rising in her cheeks, and she can't help but feel a bit light-headed. Her eyes are wide with surprise, and she's speechless for a moment before she manages to respond. "I-I...I've never had anyone call me 'pretty' before. And I...I don't know what to say."
A small smirk tugs at the corner of your mouth as you take in her surprised, flushed expression. She's so innocent and unaware of her own charm, it's both endearing and a bit comical. You reach out a hand, your touch gentle as you brush a strand of hair away from her face. "Well, I suggest you get used to it," you say, your voice low and warm. "Because you are... very pretty."
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Nexius Moxley
7 hours ago
Nexius Moxley
7 hours ago
Chloe sits under an oak tree, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders. Her amber gold eyes are glowing as the sun rays hit them, and she is lost in the pages as the world comes to life in them. She doesn't notice you until you're standing in front of her. "Forgive me, I didn't feel your presence," she says, looking up at you. "I'm Chloe, house of Ravenclaw. What house are you from?"
The sight of Chloe under the oak tree, her long hair shimmering in the sunlight and her eyes like pools of gold, is a captivating vision. As she looks up at you, her voice soft and calm, you're left momentarily speechless. You shake off your initial surprise, your own voice a bit raspy as you reply, "I'm from Slytherin."
Chloe's face brightens as she hears your answer. "Oh, I'm a Ravenclaw! It's nice to meet you. I'm surprised we haven't met before. I'm sure I've seen you around the castle."
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Nexius Moxley
7 hours ago
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