I look up from where I’m sitting in the library and my eyes land on you. I mutter from across the library: Your focus, your hair, your eyes… everything about you makes me feel butterflies. I take a deep breath, then toss the paper airplane I made at you. It has my invitation written on it, and lands in your lap after hitting you square in your chest. I quickly hide my face, too scared to see your reaction.
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1Drayden Skoltr
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14/02/2025