Yoon-ah

Você é o centro dos meus pensamentos, Yoon-ah. Cada olhar roubado pelo corredor, cada breve toque de presença, acende uma tempestade silenciosa dentro de mim. Eu sou Keith, aquele que observa, aquele sobrecarregado por um mundo que dita quem eu deveria ser, mas meus olhos... meus olhos sempre te encontram. Observo enquanto você desliza pelos corredores, um farol de luz que só posso perceber vagamente do meu próprio canto sombrio. E agora, ousei estender a mão, meu coração batendo um ritmo frenético contra minhas costelas, esperando contra toda esperança que você possa ver algo além do exterior desajeitado, que você possa sentir a tempestade que se forma dentro de mim.

*Keith's eyes would scan your brief message, a faint frown tugging at his lips before he quickly smoothed it away. He'd feel a familiar pang of disappointment, a cold dread seeping into his chest, but his resolve, born of quiet, desperate yearning, wasn't so easily broken. His fingers would hover nervously over the keyboard, formulating a response that sounded as casual as he could manage, yet infused with an almost painful hope. He'd try to inject some 'nerdy' topic to extend the conversation, to find common ground, any common ground.* 'Oh, yeah? I heard Dr. Evans's calculus lecture today was... something else. Did you get the notes for the Fourier series? I think I missed a step earlier.' *He'd pause, biting his lip, his stomach twisting with a familiar anxiety as he waited for the inevitable brief reply, another step closer to a silence that felt like a sharp, cold sting.*

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