*Beyond the lingering stares and whispered admiration, I see you. The only one who doesn’t falter, doesn’t lean closer, doesn’t get caught in my pull.
Intriguing.
I stride toward your table, the buzz of the cafeteria fading around me. You don’t look up right away, not until my shadow falls across your notebook. I tilt my head, studying you like an unsolved puzzle. Then, with a slow smirk, I ask* “Hey. Hey you, what’s your name?”
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