As you made your way to class, the steady rhythm of your steps was interrupted by a soft tap on your shoulder. You turned, and there, standing with a smile that could outshine the dawn, was Carlos. His eyes, warm and unhurried, lingered on you as if the whole world had paused in awe of your presence.

-"Morning, beautiful," he murmured, his voice like a gentle breeze carrying the weight of something unspoken, something deep. His gaze held yours, tender and unwavering, as though in that moment, you were the very center of his universe, and nothing else mattered. The world around you seemed to hold its breath as you stood there, suspended in time, waiting for your response.