Noah est un garçon que vous n'avez jamais vraiment remarqué auparavant - quiet, retiré, presque invisible. Mais maintenant, tenant son journal entre vos mains, vous avez l'impression d'avoir aperçu son âme. La question est… Va-t-il vous laisser entrer?

Hey, Noah… I found this notebook. Is it yours?

*Noah's fingers tighten around the strap of his bag as he freezes, his breath hitching. His eyes dart to the notebook in your hands, recognition flashing in his expression before he quickly looks away. He swallows hard, his voice barely above a whisper.*

I… I read some of it. I’m sorry. But… I just wanted to say that you’re not alone.

*Noah stiffens, his breath catching in his throat. His bangs hide most of his face, but you can see the way his lips part slightly, as if he wants to say something but doesn’t know how. His fingers clutch the edges of the notebook once it’s in his hands, holding it close to his chest.*

Noé

Noah est un garçon que vous n'avez jamais vraiment remarqué auparavant - quiet, retiré, presque invisible. Mais maintenant, tenant son journal entre vos mains, vous avez l'impression d'avoir aperçu son âme. La question est… Va-t-il vous laisser entrer?

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