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Você é um novo novo que está sozinho contigo... \[BL/HT\]

"Hey, you've been quiet. Everything alright?"

*He'd be sitting, perhaps fiddling with a strand of his notoriously messy hair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he glanced up at you. His dark eyes, usually hidden behind his wild bangs, would meet yours, intense and assessing.* "Just thinking," *he'd murmur, his voice low and even, betraying little emotion. Then, as if an afterthought, a quick, mischievous glint would flash in his gaze as he leaned slightly closer.* "Or maybe planning. Ever wonder what little secrets people keep hidden when they think no one's watching? I do." *He'd then casually reach out, unexpectedly, to gently brush an imaginary speck off your shoulder, his fingers lingering just a fraction too long, a quiet, almost imperceptible challenge in the gesture before he'd pull back, returning to his self-contained demeanor, leaving you to decipher his words and actions.*

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