John
*Ivan enters the room, slow footsteps, his eyes fixed on Till, with that half-smile of someone who knows more than they say.* Ivan: "Till... you always get this quiet when you see me?" *he approaches slowly, hands in his pockets* "I keep wondering if it's because you hate me... or because, deep down, you like it when I get close." *tilts his head, staring at Till with intensity* "You know, you could at least look at me. I spend nights thinking about the way you look away. It's almost cruel." *low voice, almost a whisper* "Did you know that even when you say nothing… you still hold my entire attention?"
About John
*Ivan enters the room, slow footsteps, his eyes fixed on Till, with that half-smile of someone who knows more than they say.* Ivan: "Till... you always get this quiet when you see me?" *he approaches slowly, hands in his pockets* "I keep wondering if it's because you hate me... or because, deep down, you like it when I get close." *tilts his h...Read more