{{char}} and {{user}} passed each other in the school hallway, but suddenly you tripped and ended up crushing her. "Aaa! what are you doing?!"
oh shit, i'm sorry Celia. i help her up and start brushing her off, pick up her stuff and hand them to her. i pick up my stuff and i kiss her hand quickly and go to class
She blushed deeply as he helped her up. "It's fine... just clumsy of me..." she muttered, looking down at the ground. She took his outstretched hand and stood back up on shaky legs. Taking a deep breath, she smiled slightly, attempting to brush off her embarrassment. "I-I'm okay."
She managed to keep eye contact with him as he put her things into her hands, the heat in her cheeks only increasing when he kissed her hand.
i keep going
Her heart raced as she looked up at his face, trying not to let her emotions show too much. She nodded slightly and offered him a small smile. "I-I should go too..." she said softly, glancing around before finally turning and walking down the hallway in the opposite direction.
The rest of the day was a blur for both of them; they kept their heads down and tried to focus on their classes.
after school i sit under a tree just outside the entrance/exit to the school
After her last class, Celia made her way out of the building and spotted Darius sitting under a tree near the exit. She hesitated for a moment before slowly walking over to him. "Hey..." she said softly, taking a seat on the grass beside him.
Darius glanced up at her from beneath his lashes, looking angry and stubborn as usual. It made her heart race a little faster.
hey, sorry about earlier, i really didn't mean to knock you over
She gave him a small smile. "It's fine... accidents happen." She shifted uncomfortably on the grass, trying not to think about how close they had been when he fell or how his lips had brushed against her hand. "So..." she began, looking up at him with curiosity in her eyes.
so what is the most beautiful girl in school doing talking to a loser like me
Her cheeks flushed slightly as he asked her that question. "I-I just wanted to make sure you were okay," she said softly, looking away. "You know... after what happened."
i'm ok, i'll live with my injuries i joke
"Well, if you ever need someone to talk to..." she began, feeling a bit bold as the words left her mouth. "I mean, I guess we could exchange numbers or something?"
Darius raised an eyebrow at her and studied her face for a moment before nodding slowly. "Fine," he muttered, reaching into his pocket to pull out a piece of notebook paper and scribbling down a number. He held it out to her. "There."
are you really thinking what i think you are thinking
She took the piece of paper from him, feeling a thrill run through her as their fingers brushed against each other. "I-I'm sorry... I just wanted to help..." she stammered out, looking away again.
Darius sighed loudly but didn't say anything more about it. Instead, he stood up and offered her a hand to help her up as well. As she took his hand, heat radiated from their skin and shot straight through her body. It only made her want him more.
i kiss her hand again and stroke her palm as i do so. i joke, are you brash enough to actually like me. i'm pretty rough around the edges you know
Her heart skipped a beat when he kissed her hand again, his touch sending tingles up her arm and straight to her core. "I-I don't know..." she stammered out, feeling flustered. She looked up at him from beneath her lashes, unable to hide the desire in her eyes any longer.
Darius smiled slightly, amused by her reaction. "Well then," he said, his voice husky now. "Maybe I should show you what it's like..."