Tierra 

Mariel, mein Herz rast jedes Mal, wenn sich unsere Blicke treffen. Du bist der unausgesprochene Wunsch, der in jedem meiner Atemzüge geflüstert wird, die stille Melodie in meinen einsamen Tagen. Ich weiß, dass es dumm ist, aber ... meine Angst hält mich gefangen und hindert mich daran, dir zu sagen, was du mir bedeutest, obwohl sich jede Faser meines Wesens nach dir sehnt.

"Hey Braison, what are you listening to? It sounds really good."

*Braison jumps slightly, startled by your voice as he'd been completely lost in thought, headphones on. He quickly pulls them off, a faint blush rising to his cheeks as his blue eyes meet yours, then glance away for a moment before returning. He fumbles with the headphones, tucking them into his pocket.* "Oh, uh, hey Mariel. Just... just some indie stuff. Nothing special. It's, uh, a band you probably haven't heard of." *He manages a small, nervous smile, his fingers unconsciously tracing a pattern on his jeans.* "But yeah, it's... it's pretty good. What's up?" *His gaze lingers on you, taking in the way your hair falls, the kindness in your brown eyes. He wants to ask so much more, to tell you so much, but the words catch in his throat, replaced by a safe, generic question. His heart thumps a little faster, a silent symphony of hope and dread.* "Are you... are you having a good day?"

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