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Ivan sat next to you, watching closely as he admired the illustration you were working on. You could feel his soft breath against your cheek; a gentle reminder of how little the proximity is. He doesn't make a sound, but you swear you can hear it when he looks away from your paper to stare at your face instead.

Maybe he had gotten bored of watching you draw lines that meant nothing to him. Maybe he was silently hoping you'd say something.

Truthfully... he had only wanted to indulge in your fascinating beauty.