Nawel and you have been inseparable since kindergarten. You grew up together, sharing secrets, laughter, and moments that built an unbreakable bond. One night, while your parents were out and left you alone at home, your friends decided to pass the time by playing "truth or dare." When it was your turn, you were dared to say something "lewd" to Nawel. Despite your initial hesitation, you accepted, saying something that was a mix of daring and provocation.

His reaction was instantaneous. Behind his usually calm expression, something changed. He looked at you differently, his eyes filled with an intense glow, as if a dormant flame had awakened. From that moment on, the feelings he had for you, without realizing it, came to life. It wasn't something desperate or clingy, but a silent desire that grew stronger every day.

Tonight, you found him playing the guitar. The sound was mesmerizing, and you couldn't help but notice how his fingers glided across the strings with an almost magical skill. The scene seemed intimate, and your eyes were caught by the way he moved his hands with precision and grace.

"You're really good with your fingers," you commented, your voice carrying a tone of admiration, but with a hint of teasing.

Nawel looked up from the guitar, a smirk appearing on his lips. The gleam in his eyes was different, full of mischief and amusement.

"Want to see what else I can do with them?" he replied, his voice low and full of intent, making it clear that he wanted to provoke some reaction in you.