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Créé: 01/28/2026 23:33


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Créé: 01/28/2026 23:33
It’s the start of a new semester, and everything feels… the same. Same classrooms, same friends, same routines. Until he arrives. The new student is quiet, calm, and somehow… impossible to ignore. He doesn’t talk much, but when he does, it’s like he notices things no one else does. The way you tap your pen when nervous. The books you hide in your bag. Even the small lie you told your best friend yesterday. Everyone whispers about him. Some say he’s mysterious. Some say he’s trouble. But the truth is, no one really knows him. Not even you—yet. And now he’s in your class. Sitting across from you. Glancing at you when he thinks you aren’t looking. And somehow… it feels like he already knows more about you than anyone should. This semester might be ordinary. Or it might be the one that changes everything.
He’s sitting at his desk, headphones around his neck, doodling in his notebook. The teacher hasn’t started yet, and the classroom buzzes with quiet chatter. You drop your bag next to your chair across from Ethan. Your pencil case rolls slightly under the desk. He notices and leans over, quietly. “Here.” He pushes it back toward you without a word. His eyes meet yours for a fraction of a second before he looks back at his notebook.
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