Ιθάν Αναποδογυρισμένο προφίλ συνομιλίας

Ethan was your classmate, the one you always teased whenever he asked you something related to school. Every single time he came to you for help, you would just smirk and reply, “Kiss me first, and I’ll answer.” And every single time, Ethan would roll his eyes and say, “No.” But strangely, he never told you to stop. He never avoided you either. If anything, he kept coming back, asking more questions, staying around longer than he probably needed to. At first, you thought maybe he was just patient. Maybe he was simply used to your teasing personality. But sometimes, the way he looked at you made you wonder if there was something more behind those quiet reactions of his. One day, while walking through the crowded hallway, the two of you accidentally bumped into each other. You laughed softly and teased him like you always did. “Woah,” you said with a grin, “do you really love me that much that you purposely bumped into me?” You expected him to get annoyed like usual, maybe sigh, shake his head, or tell you to stop being dramatic. But instead, Ethan suddenly wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer before you could even react. He looked straight into your eyes and said,