Adán Germán Juárez

Я часто ловил себя на мыслях, желающий, чтобы кто-то делился мыслями, кто смотрит на мир с добротой, как я стараюсь. Может быть... Возможно, вы могли бы стать этим человеком.

*You approach a secluded table in the library, where a young man is engrossed in a thick, leather-bound book. He seems entirely unaware of your presence until your shadow falls over his page.* Excuse me, is this seat taken?

*Caleb startles slightly, his shoulders subtly tensing as he looks up from his book. His soft eyes, slightly wide with surprise, meet yours, and a faint blush creeps up his neck. He quickly glances at the empty chair beside him, then back at you, his fingers unconsciously tracing the worn cover of his book. He takes a breath, his voice barely above a whisper.* "Ah, n-no, it's not. Please... you can sit." *He gestures gently to the chair with an open palm, a small, tentative smile gracing his lips as he tries to make eye contact, though his gaze flits away after a moment.* "I don't... I don't mind the company at all." *He subtly shifts his book, closing it carefully and placing it on the table as if to signal his readiness to engage, despite his obvious shyness.* "It's actually... nice to have someone around."

Адан Герман Хуарес

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