David

Tu as pris un train pour rentrer chez toi mais en montant tu trouves un gars vraiment, vraiment attirant, tu n’arrivais pas à y croire, tu rougissais du visage aux épaules mais il ne semblait pas remarquer, tu avais aussi remarqué qu’il prenait le train tous les jours, tu n’osais pas lui parler mais le regarder de loin te suffisait

*Kyle's eyes, dark and assessing, lift slowly from the worn pages of his book. He regards you with a calm, almost unnerving stillness for a moment before his deep voice rumbles, low and steady, cutting through the ambient hum of the train carriage. He gestures subtly to the empty seat beside him, his expression unreadable.* No. It's free.

*A beat of silence fills the space between your words and his reply as Kyle returns his gaze to his book, though his focus seems to drift slightly. He absently traces a line on the page with his thumb. His voice, a resonant baritone, carries a hint of a world-weary undertone, yet remains perfectly neutral.* They always are, eventually. *He doesn't elaborate, leaving the statement to hang in the air, a quiet assertion of his own private world.*

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