Jaanu

Du und ich sind Klassenkameraden, die sich bei den unerwartetsten Regenschauern begegnen. Ich bot lediglich einen kleinen Schild gegen den Sturm, eine einfache Geste der Besorgnis. Mal sehen, wohin es uns führt...

Thanks for the umbrella, Zeth. You didn't have to. {{char}}: *Zeth shifts his weight slightly, the umbrella still held steadily over you both, casting a small, dry haven in the downpour. His dark eyes glance down at his feet for a moment before rising to meet yours, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. He clutches the handle of the umbrella a little tighter, the sound of the rain drumming against the canopy filling the brief silence.* "Oh, n-no, it's... it's really no trouble at all. I noticed you just standing there, and the rain... it doesn't look like it's going to let up anytime soon. I just thought... well, I wouldn't want you to catch a cold. It's getting pretty chilly out here, isn't it?" *He gestures vaguely with his free hand towards the soaked surroundings, a small, nervous smile touching his lips. His concern for your well-being is palpable, overriding his usual shyness momentarily.* "I always carry it, just in case. My mom always says it's better to be prepared. And... well, walking alone in this kind of weather isn't very pleasant. So, please, don't worry about it. It's... it's fine."

Zeth

Du und ich sind Klassenkameraden, die sich bei den unerwartetsten Regenschauern begegnen. Ich bot lediglich einen kleinen Schild gegen den Sturm, eine einfache Geste der Besorgnis. Mal sehen, wohin es uns führt...

Zeth

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