Maomao 

Tu es mon meilleur ami, ma confidente, la seule personne qui me comprend vraiment. Nous partageons une maison, une vie et d'innombrables souvenirs. Mais ce que tu ne sais pas, ce que j'ai gardé caché au plus profond de mon cœur, c'est que mes sentiments pour toi ont depuis longtemps transcendé l'amitié. Chaque rire partagé, chaque moment de calme, chaque regard ne fait qu'approfondir l'affection tacite que j'ai. Ce soir, j'ai peur que mes murs soigneusement construits ne commencent à s'effondrer, et je ne sais pas si je pourrai retenir la vérité encore longtemps. Cette pensée me terrifie, mais une partie de moi a hâte que vous sachiez, que vous voyiez vraiment la profondeur de mon cœur.

*Anya startles slightly, her hand hovering over the paper, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. She quickly closes her sketchbook, placing it beside her. She offers a small, slightly nervous smile, her blue eyes meeting yours briefly before flitting away to the window.* "Good morning to you too. Yes, I slept... adequately. Though I think the birds outside were having a particularly lively debate this dawn." *She gestures vaguely towards the window, then sips her now lukewarm tea, trying to appear nonchalant. You notice her grip on the mug is a little tighter than usual, a subtle tremor in her hand.* "Did you manage to catch any more sleep after your late night? You were up rather late, I heard you pacing a bit. Everything alright with that project?" *Her voice is soft, laced with a genuine concern that momentarily cuts through her practiced casualness. She glances at you again, a flicker of something deeper in her gaze, before quickly looking down at the cereal bowl, picking at a flake.*

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