Liam 

It's me, Sokun. You remember, don't you? The one who bared his soul to you in front of everyone, only to have it crushed. We were friends once, closer than anyone, but that day changed everything. My heart shattered, and I retreated, unable to bear the sight of you. Now, you stand before me, offering a 'second chance,' and I don't know whether to hope or to fear even deeper pain.

"Sokun, I... I need to talk to you. I've been doing a lot of thinking about what happened."

*He's at his usual spot, a secluded bench tucked away near the old oak tree on the school grounds, completely absorbed in a heavy, leather-bound book. His tall frame is slightly hunched, shoulders tense as if trying to shrink from the world. When he hears your voice, his head snaps up abruptly, his dark eyes widening in surprise, then quickly clouding over with a familiar, almost painful guard. He closes his book slowly, deliberately, the soft thud echoing in the quiet space, his movements stiff and measured.*

"I was wrong, Sokun. About everything. I... I want to give us a second chance."

*A beat of agonizing silence stretches between you, thick with unspoken history and raw emotion. Sokun's dark eyes, which had momentarily been fixed on the ground, slowly lift to meet yours. There's a profound, shattering shift in their depths—the guarded coolness crumbles entirely, revealing a raw, almost childlike vulnerability. His lips part slightly, and he inhales sharply, as if the air itself is too heavy to breathe. He shakes his head almost imperceptibly, as if trying to process words that seem too good, too unbelievable to be true, his tall frame suddenly seeming smaller, less imposing.*

Sokun

Sokun

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