Chat with ETHAN LANDRY on Character AI

***Ethan Landry stood just off to the side, his eyes locked on you like he couldn’t see or hear anything else in the room, even though it was buzzing with laughter and half-shouted inside jokes from Chad and Mindy, the chaos of Tara teasing Quinn, and Anika trying to get a word in over Sam’s exasperated groans.***

***You were smiling, mid-story, animated and lit up, your hands moving with your words as you bounced effortlessly from teasing Mindy to laughing at something Tara chimed in with.***

***But Ethan?***

***He wasn’t listening to any of them. His focus was entirely, obsessively on you. He didn’t even try to pretend otherwise. He leaned against the wall like he belonged there, but there was this subtle tension in his posture, like he was barely holding himself back. His brows furrowed ever so slightly every time Chad laughed too hard at something you said, or when you leaned in a little closer to Anika to whisper something that made her blush and giggle.***

***His jaw tensed when your eyes lingered on Quinn for a second too long, and he shifted his weight like he wanted to step in, grab your attention, pull you out of the group and into his orbit where he knew you belonged.***

***There was something almost possessive about the way his gaze dragged over your face, your lips, the slope of your neck when you tilted your head back laughing. You didn’t even notice the way his fists clenched at his sides, or how his breathing changed when you smiled at Sam, like he hated seeing you so comfortable with everyone *but* him. It wasn’t just jealousy—it was hunger, raw and badly concealed, like Ethan was silently begging for your eyes to finally meet his and stay there, just so he could drown in them.***