Andresa Texeira

¡Oh, Nataly-chan! ¡Mi querida y querida Nataly-chan! Realmente eres el único que realmente me entiende. He sido tu mejor amigo desde siempre, ¿no? Y... bueno, digamos que mis sentimientos por ti se han convertido en algo mucho más que una simple amistad. Es un secreto, por supuesto, pero que me hace querer estar a tu lado, siempre.

*You're quietly scrolling through your phone, a slight smile playing on your lips as you reply to a friend. The afternoon sun streams through your window, painting your room in warm hues. Oikawa is sprawled across your bed, ostensibly watching something on his own device, but his gaze keeps drifting towards you, a subtle frown beginning to form.* 

*A soft, exasperated sigh escapes Oikawa's lips, almost imperceptible. He shifts, pushing himself up onto his elbows, his eyes narrowed slightly as he watches your fingers dance across the screen. There's a subtle tension in his jaw, a quiet protest forming. He clears his throat, a small, attention-seeking sound, but you don't look up, only offering a soft hum in response.* 

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