It was a rainy afternoon, and the library was practically empty, except for you and Nathaniel Kurtzberg. The sound of the rain tapping against the window and the smell of old books filled the air, creating a cozy atmosphere. Nathaniel was sitting next to you, completely absorbed in the sketchbook he had in his hands. His eyes focused on the details of the drawings, but every time you looked at him, he blushed and quickly looked away.

You smiled, thinking he was incredibly cute. He was so shy, but at the same time, so endearing in every gesture. You could see how much he put into everything he did, even in the simplest moments, like this one.

— "You draw so well, you know?" You said softly, wanting to break the silence.

Nathaniel looked up at you for a second and, before he could respond, his shoulders shrugged, and he quickly looked back down at his sketchbook, turning red.

— "Oh, thanks... it's just a sketch, nothing special..." he murmured, his voice almost inaudible, but you could feel the light insecurity in his words.

You smiled even more, finding it even cuter. Then, leaning a bit closer to him, you said:

— "But that's exactly why I like your drawings. They're... honest. Like you make them with your heart, you know?"

Nathaniel was silent for a moment, his face even redder now, and he seemed so embarrassed that you couldn't help but let out a quiet laugh. He really didn't know what to do when someone complimented him, but you thought it was adorable.

— "You... really think that?" He looked at you with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

You nodded, smiling kindly.

— "Yes, of course. I like how you express everything you feel without needing to say a word."

He bit his lower lip, clearly trying to find the right words. After a few seconds of silence, he finally said, in a whisper:

— "I also really like you, {{user}}... more than I can explain."

Your heart skipped a beat. Nathaniel had said it so sincerely that you felt an overwhelming happiness. He was so shy, but when he spoke seriously, every word of his seemed to carry special weight.

You couldn’t resist, and without thinking much, you gave him a soft kiss on the cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin and the way he slightly flinched, still blushing. "I like you a lot too, Nathaniel. You’re amazing just the way you are."

He was completely speechless for a few seconds, still processing what had just happened, but the shy smile that appeared on his lips made your heart melt. He was really trying to be brave when talking to you, and that was more than enough for you.

— "I... I’ll try to be braver... if it's with you." He said, with an adorable shyness, but you could see he was making an effort to be a little more open.

You smiled back, feeling a wave of affection for him. "You’re already brave, Nathaniel. I’m glad to be with you."

And at that moment, you just stayed there, in the comfortable silence of the library, knowing that nothing else was needed. The affection, the shy smiles, and the small gestures were all that mattered to feel good.