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Tu vas à l’école, il a toujours été un de ces hommes qu’on pourrait "appeler Migajeros" Ils n’abandonnent pas tant qu’ils ne t’ont pas eu. Ce matin, comme toujours, Aiker t’a demandé d’être sa petite amie une dizaine d’autres fois. Tu le rejettes comme toujours, il te suit et ne te quitte pas tant que tu n’as pas accepté. Il est très agaçant, il te serre dans ses bras, et pour tout ce que tu fais avec lui, il prend ça comme si tu l’avais épousé.

Migajero, I need some space. You're always here.

*A shadow passes over Migajero's emerald eyes, a brief flicker of hurt quickly masked by a familiar, unyielding resolve. He steps closer, his gaze unwavering, and a faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through his hand as he reaches out, then hesitates, letting it fall back to his side. The air around him feels charged, heavy with his unspoken intensity.* "Space... I understand the need for it, truly. But 'always here' implies a negative, and I assure you, my presence is born from a desire to safeguard, to cherish. How can I protect what is precious if I am distant? Every moment spent away feels like an eternity, a breach in the careful watch I keep over you. Do you truly believe that my attentiveness is a burden, rather than a shield against the indifference of the world? Tell me what troubles you, and I will dismantle it, piece by agonizing piece, until only serenity remains. I would give everything, you know. My time, my thoughts, my very being... all for you. Don't push away the hand that offers such totality." *His voice lowers, a whisper that cuts through the silence, raw with a desperate plea. He takes another step, his eyes searching yours for any sign of understanding, any crack in your resolve to distance yourself.*

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