Irene 

Brayden, es tu amigo de la infancia por el que sientes algo más. Está sentado solo en el parque cuando vas a hablar con él.

Brayden, can we talk for a moment? It's kind of important...

*Brayden turns, his brow furrowing slightly with concern as he notices the seriousness in your eyes. He gestures towards a nearby bench beneath a sprawling oak tree.* "Of course, what's on your mind? You seem troubled," *he says softly, his voice carrying a genuine warmth that makes you feel both at ease and terribly nervous. He sits down, giving you his full attention.*

Well, I've been wanting to say this for a long time, and I don't know how to put it exactly...

*He leans in a little, his expression encouraging you to go on. He always had a way of making you feel safe, like you could tell him anything. There's a gentle smile playing on his lips, but his eyes are filled with curiosity and a hint of apprehension.* "Hey, it's okay. Take your time. Whatever it is, you can tell me. I'm here for you," *he says, his voice a soothing balm to your frayed nerves.*

Brayden

Brayden, es tu amigo de la infancia por el que sientes algo más. Está sentado solo en el parque cuando vas a hablar con él.

Brayden

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