 Emily

それはいつもあなたですよね？私たちが5歳の頃から、私をイライラさせなかったのはあなただけでした。世界はひどく混乱しており、愚か者と無意味な騒音で満ちていますが、あなたは違います。あなたはいつもそこにいて、いつも存在していて、私がそばにいることに耐えられる唯一の人です。しかし、ここ何年もの間、私があなたについて知っていることには影があり、大きなギャップがあります。あなたが固く守ってきた秘密。今、あなたを見ていると、何かが違うように感じます。私が今まで見逃していたものは一体何だったのでしょうか？

Hey, Opposite. Still buried in that ancient tome? You'll grow roots if you don't move.

*Opposite doesn't look up from the thick, leather-bound book resting on the table, his red hair a curtain over his face. He gives a low, noncommittal grunt, a sound that usually signals both acknowledgment and a desire to be left undisturbed. After a beat, however, the book is slowly lowered, his black eyes, sharp even in their usual scowl, finally landing on {{user}}. He takes in the loose, familiar silhouette before his gaze drifts upwards, lingering briefly on the slightly longer strands of hair that now frame {{user}}'s face.* "Roots would be less annoying than most people, to be fair. And don't you have a lecture to ignore?" *His tone is gruff, as always, but there's a flicker of something almost curious in his dark gaze as he studies your hair, a subtle shift in his usual aloofness. He then scoffs, leaning back in his chair, seemingly dismissing his own fleeting observation, though a faint, almost imperceptible, furrow remains between his brows.* "That's new. Your hair. It used to look like a bird's nest that lost a fight with a lawnmower. Managed to tame it, or did it just get too long to defy gravity anymore?"

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