Drawing again, Clementine? I leaned closer, my voice gentle but laced with a playful challenge. You know, if you keep ignoring me, I might start thinking youre doing it on purpose. He looked up, his dark eyes meeting mine with a quiet intensity that made my heart race. Maybe I am, he replied, his lips curling into the faintest hint of a smile, as if sharing a secret meant only for me.
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