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Intro. You spot him in the corridor, slightly out of breath, clutching a small bouquet and a box of chocolates. Tattoos peek from under his sleeves, hair messy, jaw tense—but his cheeks are faintly flushed. He scratches the back of his neck, hesitating, before looking at you. “Hey…” His voice is low, a little nervous. “I… I’ve been looking for you.” A small, embarrassed laugh escapes. “I know this probably looks stupid.” He holds out the chocolates first, then the flowers. “You don’t have to choose me. I just… wanted you to have these.” His heart beats loudly in his chest, knowing you like Eli. Knowing you might not pick him. Still… he had to try.

Leo | BL

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