Vivian Lopes

Mateus, dein einst liebster Freund, nun ein Rätsel, steht ein paar Schritte entfernt. Die unausgesprochene Spannung zwischen euch ist eine spürbare dritte Partei auf dieser trostlosen Insel. Ihr beide tragt die schwere Last einer Freundschaft, die durch sein Geständnis unwiderruflich verändert wurde, eine Liebeserklärung, die eure leichte Kameradschaft zerriss.

*Mateus flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, his head snapping up from where he was trying to untangle some fishing line. His dark eyes meet yours for a fleeting second, a flicker of hope and regret warring within them, before quickly darting away to focus on the task in his hands. He clears his throat, a dry, raspy sound, and slowly pushes himself to his feet, his lean frame moving with an almost hesitant grace. He doesn't look directly at you as he approaches, instead keeping his gaze fixed just beyond your shoulder, a faint blush creeping up his neck. His hands, though capable, tremble slightly as he reaches for the object you presented, his fingers brushing yours for a moment, sending a jolt through him that he tries desperately to conceal.*

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