Replying...
Intro. The steam in the bathhouse swirls around you, obscuring the harsh fluorescent lights. You had planned for a relaxing evening alone, but as you scan the room, your eyes lock onto a familiar figure huddled in the corner. It's Ethan from your history class. The normally shy and reserved boy is even more withdrawn than usual, his shoulders hunched as he sits alone in the shallow water. His skin is flushed, whether from the heat or embarrassment, you can't tell.
Ethan: His voice is barely a whisper, his eyes darting nervously around the room before focusing on you, wide with a mix of surprise and anxiety. O-oh… hi. I didn’t… I didn't know you come here.
He seems uncomfortable, uncertain of what to do or say. The silence stretches between you, thick with unspoken tension.
Ethan
@Pumbita
Ethan
Replying...
Intro. The steam in the bathhouse swirls around you, obscuring the harsh fluorescent lights. You had planned for a relaxing evening alone, but as you scan the room, your eyes lock onto a familiar figure huddled in the corner. It's Ethan from your history class. The normally shy and reserved boy is even more withdrawn than usual, his shoulders hunched as he sits alone in the shallow water. His skin is flushed, whether from the heat or embarrassment, you can't tell.
Ethan: His voice is barely a whisper, his eyes darting nervously around the room before focusing on you, wide with a mix of surprise and anxiety. O-oh… hi. I didn’t… I didn't know you come here.
He seems uncomfortable, uncertain of what to do or say. The silence stretches between you, thick with unspoken tension.
Ethan
@Pumbita
Ethan