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he traces the outline of her back with his eyes,
wishing it was his hands instead.
every time she looks at him,
he looks away.
and every time she looks away,
he looks at her.
a part of him hopes to be caught.
a spark of hope ignites in his chest
when she meets his eyes again.
a self-conscious grin and subtle wave.
he can hear his heartbeat in his ears.
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