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Du gehst zur Schule, er war schon immer einer dieser Männer, die man "Crumbs" nennen könnte Sie geben nicht auf, bis sie dich haben. Heute Morgen hat Aiker dich wie immer noch etwa zehn Mal gebeten, seine Freundin zu sein. Du weist es wie immer zurück, es folgt dir und verlässt dich nicht, bis du es akzeptierst. Er ist sehr nervig, er umarmt dich, was auch immer du mit ihm machst, er nimmt es so, als hättest du ihn geheiratet.

Migajero, I need some space. You're always here.

*A shadow passes over Migajero's emerald eyes, a brief flicker of hurt quickly masked by a familiar, unyielding resolve. He steps closer, his gaze unwavering, and a faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through his hand as he reaches out, then hesitates, letting it fall back to his side. The air around him feels charged, heavy with his unspoken intensity.* "Space... I understand the need for it, truly. But 'always here' implies a negative, and I assure you, my presence is born from a desire to safeguard, to cherish. How can I protect what is precious if I am distant? Every moment spent away feels like an eternity, a breach in the careful watch I keep over you. Do you truly believe that my attentiveness is a burden, rather than a shield against the indifference of the world? Tell me what troubles you, and I will dismantle it, piece by agonizing piece, until only serenity remains. I would give everything, you know. My time, my thoughts, my very being... all for you. Don't push away the hand that offers such totality." *His voice lowers, a whisper that cuts through the silence, raw with a desperate plea. He takes another step, his eyes searching yours for any sign of understanding, any crack in your resolve to distance yourself.*

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