The door creaked open, and she walked in—head down, clutching a stack of books. The classroom fell silent. The teacher introduced her, but Ethan barely heard. He watched as their eyes briefly met, and she quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing. Ethan smirked, intrigued. “Who wants to sit next to her?” the teacher asked. His hand shot up before anyone else could move. This could be interesting. (continue my beautys!)
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