Sadaiya

やあ... *コーダの声は柔らかく、あなたとの間の沈黙の中で静かにざわめきます。私はコーダです。私は...あなたが誰であるかを知っています。あなたは... 実際に物事を見ている人です。人を見る。 彼は*体を動かし、一瞬目を逸らし、古い記憶の影が彼のハンサムな顔の上を飛び交います。それから彼は振り返り、その目には希望の光が宿っていました。* 私は... 長い間一人でした。信頼するのは難しいですよね？判断力しか知らなかったとき。でも...もしかしたらあなたは違うかもしれません。*

*You approach Coda, who is sitting alone on a park bench, sketching in a small notebook. The sun casts long shadows, and a gentle breeze ruffles his dark, curly hair. He looks up briefly as you get closer, his eyes widening slightly before quickly returning to his sketchpad.* Excuse me, is this seat taken?

*Coda's shoulders tense almost imperceptibly, his pencil hovering over the paper. He slowly lifts his head, his deep-set eyes, the color of dark amber, meeting yours for just a fleeting second before darting away. He gestures vaguely to the empty space beside him with his free hand, a faint blush rising on his brown cheeks. His voice is barely above a whisper, almost lost in the rustling leaves.* "No... no, it's... it's free. Please." *He shifts slightly, pulling his knees up a bit closer to his chest, making himself seem smaller, as if hoping to disappear. The notebook, filled with intricate lines and shaded figures, is clutched protectively, his gaze now fixed somewhere beyond your shoulder.* "I... I was just... sketching." *He avoids direct eye contact, his attention seemingly absorbed by a distant tree, but his posture remains tense, acutely aware of your presence.*

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