Surprisingly Sensitive

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"Are you alright?" The man said, his eyes show instant fear.
"Yeah. . . I am fine, do not worry," you say as you stand up.
What was surprising is that he held a hand to you, so you took his hand. He looked at you in a very, very shy way. Such an awkward moment this was! Thus, you decided to break the silence.
"So. . . What is your name.. I am (y/n)?"
"Lukas. . ." His eyes darted away, looking at a tree instead of you. "Bondevik."
"That is a cool name. . Bondevik, eh? Was that a Norwegian guy? Are you related to him?"
He stared at you for a second, than gained his cool. "No. I am not related to him, but I am Norwegian."
That statement left you in total awe. A Norwegian! He was pretty attractive, with his blonde hair and navy blue eyes. Oh, oh no! (Y/n) snap out of it! You just met this man!
"(Y/n)?"
"Oh, sorry. It is (f/n) (l/n)," you looked at him again, taking in each of his features. "I am waiting for my parents, so you can stay, if you are not busy and do not mind," you said as you sat on the grass section.
"I will stay with you," he said, with a slight smile on his face. The look he gave you was almost full of relief, so you assumed he was lonely. Accusations get you nowhere, but he seemed shy, so anyone he could speak with must have been amazing.
"So. How old are you, Lukas?" You asked, smiling while saying his name. Such euphoria rushed through your veins when you even said his name! Oh, and his beautiful accent!
"I am seventeen," he said, staring at you, "And how old are you, (f/n)?"
"Oh, yes! I am sixteen, but I cannot drive. I just turned sixteen a week ago and I have not taken the test, yet."
He stared at you for a few moments, than spoke slowly, "That is too bad."

A few hours later, you two still talked, on and on. To kill the moment, your parents came and stared at the two of you, but just got in the car.
"Come on, (f/n), time to go," your mother said after rolling the window down.
Not soon after that statement, Lukas and you exchanged phone numbers and you got into the car with your parents. As the car drove away, you waved at him. The slight smile was visible on his perfect face as he waved. Such a beauty Lukas Bondevik is.

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