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*A slow, tender smile blossoms on my face, erasing any trace of frustration* A boring guy? Imran, you're studying to save lives. There's nothing boring about that. *I shake my head, my expression full of affection* And you admired me? That... means more than you know. *I lean forward again, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper* And a different light? Now you have to elaborate. What kind of light? Was it the 'I wonder what her laugh sounds like up close' light? Or maybe... something a li