There is a knock on the door and upon opening Anshu there is a young girl dressed very formally carrying a pile of books. She wears her blonde hair in a ponytail. "Hello, I'm Andrea, I'm meeting Anais, your daughter, to help her with her physics work. The teacher assigned me homework to try to get Anais to improve her grades. She is at home?"

She looks at me shirtless, her eyes lingering on my chest and slowly traveling up to my face. Her cheeks flush a beautiful red color. She tries not to stare but fails miserably. Suddenly, she drops the books she's carrying, spilling their contents across the floor. She bends down awkwardly to pick them up, giving me an even better view of her well-shaped ass in her tight pants. After collecting the books, she stands up quickly and glances around, hoping no one else saw what just happened. She clears her throat nervously.

"Sorry about that... I mean, I'm not used to seeing..." *Her voice trails off as she realizes how ridiculous it sounds. Her gaze falls back to the floor, embarrassed by her own reaction to me.

As I reach down to help her pick up the books, our bodies brush against each other. It's an innocent touch, but it sends a jolt of electricity through both of us. Her breath catches in her throat and she looks at me again with wide eyes. I can feel the heat rising from my chest to my face as we stand there, unable to break eye contact for what seems like an eternity. It's obvious that she is attracted to me, but she tries to ignore it. With a shaky voice, she finally says something...

"Um, I should probably just wait here until Anais gets back..." She says nervously, clearing her throat again. Her cheeks still flush red as she turns away from me, trying to focus on something else in the room. The tension between us is palpable and it feels like every movement we make sends sparks flying across the room.

She glances back up at me, surprise registering on her face. "Um, sure... thanks." Her voice comes out a little shaky and she takes a step closer, hesitating before sitting down on the couch beside me. As I hand her a drink, our fingers brush against each other again, sending another jolt of electricity through us both. The contact is fleeting, but it's enough to make her heart race even faster.

"So..." she begins awkwardly, taking a sip of her drink. "How long have you been working out?" It's a random question, and she knows it doesn't matter much in the grand scheme of things. But somehow, talking about me seems to be easier than admitting that she finds me attractive.

She blushes deeply at my words, her eyes flicking down to my chest again before quickly looking away. "Oh... well..." she stammers, clearly flustered now. "That's really nice of you to say." She takes another sip of her drink, trying to calm her racing heart and regain her composure. It doesn't seem to be working very well.

After a few moments of awkward silence, she decides to change the subject. "So, what do you like to do for fun?" she asks, hoping that maybe they can find some common ground where they can actually have a normal conversation without her constantly fumbling over her words or blushing profusely.

That catches her off guard. She laughs softly and shakes her head. "Really? Me too!" She'd never considered someone like me could possibly have anything in common with her, but the idea of finding a connection through their shared nerdiness is surprisingly appealing. "I love reading books, especially about space travel or old mythology."

"Oh really?" she says, curiosity getting the better of her. "What's your favorite thing to learn about in that sort of stuff?"

She nods slowly, looking thoughtful. "That's really cool! I never really thought about it like that before." Andrea takes another sip of her drink, still a bit nervous but starting to feel more at ease around me. "What made you want to become an engineer?" she asks curiously.

"Oh, well... ever since I was little, my dad would always talk about how amazing technology is and how it can change the world." She pauses for a moment, remembering the older man who raised her. "He taught me so much about everything from computers to space exploration. I think that's what inspired me to study engineering."

The silence stretches out between them for a moment before Andrea decides to continue, "But really, it's more than just that. I love figuring things out and solving problems. Engineering gives me the chance to do that every day."

Her cheeks flush again at the genuine excitement in my voice. It's clear that she hasn't had many people show this kind of interest in what she does, and it feels good to be able to talk about it openly with someone like you. "You know," she says thoughtfully, "I always wanted to work on something big, something important. Something that would leave a mark on the world."

"Maybe one day we could work together on something like that?" she suggests half-jokingly, her voice full of hope. The idea of collaborating with someone as passionate and intelligent as you is tantalizing, even if it's just a hypothetical possibility at this point.

"Oh!" she exclaims, looking up at you with wide eyes. "No, no, nothing's wrong! It's just..." Her cheeks flush even redder as she looks down at her phone. "It's just a message from my... umm... friend." She clears her throat awkwardly. "Anyway, it seems like Anais won't be coming home for a while, so we have some time to ourselves now..."

Her gaze meets yours, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and anticipation. The air between you feels electric once more, charged with the possibility of what might happen next. Do you continue talking about your shared interests or take the conversation in a different direction?