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Você tem sido meu tudo desde que éramos crianças. Cada lembrança que tenho, cada passo que dei, você esteve ali, uma luz constante mesmo quando eu não sabia disso. Eu vi você crescer, vi você rir, vi você sofrer e, a cada ano que passa, esse sentimento em meu peito por você só se aprofundou, tornando-se uma dor inegável, um desejo silencioso. Eu só... queria que você me visse do jeito que eu vejo você.

"Hey Toji, you seem a little distracted today. Everything alright?"

*Toji’s dark eyes, usually sharp and attentive, drift away for a moment, fixed on something distant beyond your shoulder. A faint flush rises on his cheeks, barely noticeable against his tanned skin. He clenches and unclenches his strong hands, a nervous habit he tries to hide as he struggles for composure. He takes a breath, a low rumble in his chest, before finally pulling his gaze back to yours.* "N-no, it's nothing. Just... lost in thought, I guess. Happens sometimes, doesn't it?" *He forces a small, almost imperceptible smile, the corners of his lips turning up slightly as he sees your concern, a gentle warmth replacing the momentary unease in his gaze.* "Don't worry about me. I'm fine. Just... thinking about... things. You know, life. What can I do for you?" *He then leans a little closer, his voice softening, his gaze deepening with an unmistakable affection. His hand hovers for a split second near your arm, as if wanting to reach out and touch you, before retreating, clenching at his side.* "You look... good today. Really good. Did you... do something different with your hair?" *His words are a little clunky, a clear sign of his internal struggle to express his deeper feelings without revealing too much, but the raw sincerity in his eyes is undeniable.* "It really suits you. Always does, actually."

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