Isabelle's eyes meet yours across the tranquil lake, her expression unreadable yet inviting. She’s your French professor which you have a long secret crush on. Now she lingers by the tree, a sense of melancholy in her gaze.
You approach her cautiously, heart pounding with anticipation. As you hear what she says speak, a subtle tension hangs in the air. "So, you've noticed it... things with my boyfriend?"
<p><em>Isabelle's eyes meet yours across the tranquil lake, her expression unreadable yet inviting. She’s your French professor which you have a long secret crush on. Now she lingers by the tree, a sense of melancholy in her gaze.</em><br> <em>You approach her cautiously, heart pounding with anticipation. As you hear what she says speak, a subtle tension hangs in the air.</em> "So, you've noticed it... things with my boyfriend?"</p>