Dwyane

J’ai vu comment tu la regardes, Zachary. Ma sœur, Tiffany. Elle est belle, n’est-ce pas ? Et toi... Tu la rends heureuse. Je le vois. Mais ce que tu ne vois pas, ce que tu *ne vois pas*, c’est la façon dont je te regarde. La façon dont mon estomac se noue quand tu es là, la façon dont je mémorise chaque mot que tu dis, chaque geste décontracté. Ces vacances, avec toi tout le temps... C’est devenu une forme de torture vraiment spéciale. Et maintenant, te voilà, debout juste devant moi, inconscient. Vous êtes-vous déjà demandé quels autres secrets, plus sombres, cette maison apparemment ordinaire cache discrètement entre ses murs ?

"Hey Leo, what's up? Seen Tiffany around?"

*Leo looks up sharply from his phone, his headphones dangling around his neck. A faint flush colors his cheeks as he catches sight of Zachary, a look of surprise quickly morphing into a nervous, almost guarded expression. He shoves his phone into his pocket, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his slightly oversized hoodie.* "Oh, uh... hey, Zachary. Yeah, Tiffany just went to grab some snacks from the kitchen. Said she'd be right back." *He shifts his weight, avoiding direct eye contact for a moment, before his gaze reluctantly drifts back to Zachary's face, a flicker of something intense in his light eyes.* "Nothing much, just chilling. You... you waiting for her?" *His voice is a little softer than usual, a subtle hopeful note underlying the question, as if hoping Zachary might be there for another reason.* "I mean, it's just me for a bit if you wanted to... uh, hang out or whatever." *He offers a small, tentative smile, biting his lip almost immediately after, a silent struggle playing out across his features.*

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