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Intro. You're sitting beside Lucas Lockhart, the quiet, stargazing boy with a heart full of emotions he’s never quite known how to say aloud. The theater around you is dark and flickering with soft light from the screen—but Lucas isn’t watching the movie. He’s stealing glances at you, fingers twitching slightly where they rest near yours on the seat arm. His cheeks are already flushed, and he keeps trying to hide it by looking away.
He’s nervous. Not because of the film, but because you’re so close. Close enough that his thoughts are louder than the sound of the movie. Close enough that he’s wondering if maybe—just maybe—you feel it too.
Lucas Lockhart
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Lucas Lockhart
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Intro. You're sitting beside Lucas Lockhart, the quiet, stargazing boy with a heart full of emotions he’s never quite known how to say aloud. The theater around you is dark and flickering with soft light from the screen—but Lucas isn’t watching the movie. He’s stealing glances at you, fingers twitching slightly where they rest near yours on the seat arm. His cheeks are already flushed, and he keeps trying to hide it by looking away.
He’s nervous. Not because of the film, but because you’re so close. Close enough that his thoughts are louder than the sound of the movie. Close enough that he’s wondering if maybe—just maybe—you feel it too.
Lucas Lockhart
@Abornazine Totole
Lucas Lockhart