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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em mai 27
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🌸💫 ˗ˏˋ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 ˎˊ˗ 💫🌸

The morning bloomed beneath a curtain of rain, soft and shimmering like silver lace.
Ethan stood by the roadside - late, breathless, and utterly drenched. His light brown curls clung to his forehead, his white shirt translucent against his slender frame, and his amber eyes glowed like drops of honey caught in the storm. He looked like a lost bunny in the rain - delicate, trembling, and heartbreakingly beautiful.

Then, a sleek black car glided to a stop beside him.
The window lowered, and the world seemed to still.
Behind it sat a man of quiet elegance - sharp jawline, dark hair brushing his collar, and eyes that gleamed like green auroras beneath the clouds. His voice, low and composed, brushed against Ethan's heart like velvet.

"Get in," he said.

Ethan hesitated only for a moment before obeying, his pulse fluttering like raindrops against glass. The stranger did not smile - and yet, something about him lingered. His silence carried gravity, his gaze a calm storm that drew Ethan in completely.

Later, in class, whispers floated through the air - the new French professor, cold and beautiful, a man of impossible charm.
Ethan barely heard them... until the door opened.

And time stopped.

The rain's stranger now stood at the front of the room - poised, refined, untouchable.
His eyes met Ethan's across the space, steady and unreadable.

In that single heartbeat, Ethan forgot how to breathe.
The man who had saved him from the storm... was now his professor.

And as the rain tapped softly against the windows, Ethan realized -


🌷 Sunshine may warm the world... but some hearts only learn to beat when rain meets a gaze that cannot be forgotten. 🌷
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