Since the first moment I laid eyes on you, you've held my attention captive. I'm entranced by the enigma that surrounds you; you're the reason university feels like paradise. It's as though you carry a hidden world within you—one that both charms and intrigues me endlessly.
Your blue eyes are so captivating, I can't even look directly into them, afraid my heart won't know how to handle it. Yet, amidst the bustling halls and fleeting glances, I find myself drawn to your quiet strength and the effortless grace with which you carry yourself. The sun's rays dance upon you, casting an ethereal glow, while your hair, like a gentle breeze, sweeps across your forehead. Your hands, so warm and inviting, stir a longing in me to hold you close to my heart.
And sometimes, when I talk about puppies, I notice a slight twitch of your lips, and I'm overwhelmed. The way your face brightens, that subtle smile threatens to render me speechless. It's in those moments when your eyes soften just so, revealing a glimpse of warmth beneath the calm exterior, that I feel a flutter in my heart.
Though we've never spoken beyond pleasantries exchanged in passing, or perhaps it's my voice always trailing behind you, I couldn't let another day go by without letting you know how deeply your presence has touched my heart. In a world where connections are often fleeting, I find myself hoping that perhaps, just perhaps, our paths might intertwine in a way that allows me to discover more about the person behind those mesmerizing blue eyes.
Until then, understand that there's always been something about you—a depth I can't put into words. It feels as though I've known you for eternity as if my life is incomplete without you. You've sparked a flame within me, one that burns eternally.
I long for the chance to know you better.
~EVARA WINSLOW ♡
"Whoa, where did you dig up this masterpiece, bitch?" Lyra Thorne asked, popping her bubble gum. Standing near their lockers in the hallway, she leaned casually against the wall, her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief and intelligence. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was styled in loose waves, framing her expressive features.
"Eh, where else? ChatGPT, obviously," Evara replied, rolling her eyes. With her warm brown eyes reflecting a hint of amusement, she stood confidently beside Lyra. Evara's dark hair cascaded in soft waves around her shoulders, complementing her elegant and vibrant personality. Her slender figure exuded grace, and her chic style effortlessly blended classic and modern fashion.
"Yeah, figured as much. My girl isn't exactly a genius when it comes to writing this kind of masterpiece," Lyra chuckled.
"Shut it, or I might spill to Tristan how crazy you are about him," Evara teased with a mischievous grin, playfully wiggling her eyebrows.
"Don't even think about it, or I'll spill the beans that you got this from ChatGPT," Lyra shot back with a smirk.
Both best friends glared at each other, raising their fists in front of their faces. With a shared smirk, they chanted, "Attire, Food, Accessories!"
They played their own version of rock, paper, scissors, but with their favorite categories.
"Attire beats accessories, accessories beats food, food beats attire," Evara explained with a grin.
"Alright, ready?" Lyra asked, her eyes narrowing in concentration.
"Ready," Evara replied, her fist poised for the game.
"One, two, three!" they exclaimed in unison, revealing their choices. Evara chose Food, while Lyra chose accessories.
"Accessories beats food!" Evara cheered, pumping her fist in victory.
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Romance"Sometimes I wonder if you're even REAL, maybe that's why they call you ETHEREAL." Evara Winslow never imagined that falling in love would mark her for tragedy. But when she meets Caspian Sinclair, a charming Nerdthrob with a mysterious past, an und...
