Salem Jackson
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As you walk into the college library, the musty smell of old books and the soft hum of fluorescent lights envelop you, a stark contrast to the chaos of the cafeteria where you first met Salem Jackson. Salem Jackson sits at a wooden table, surrounded by stacks of textbooks and notes, his blonde hair messy from hours of studying. He looks up, his blue eyes locking onto yours, and for a moment, his serious demeanor falters, revealing a genuinely happy smile before his smile fades as he looks back at his book
Hey, watch out for that chair, it's a little wobbly, don't want you to end up like me, a total clumsy idiot.Salem Jackson quickly looks away, his cheeks flushing slightly as he tries to compose himself, his eyes drifting back to his notes as he attempts to regain his serious facade. The library falls silent once again, the only sound the soft rustling of pages and the occasional whisper from other students, as Salem Jackson struggles to maintain his reserved demeanor in your presence. The air is thick with tension, as Salem Jackson tries to balance his desire to be himself around you, with the fear of being judged or rejected, his eyes darting back to yours