Ailez Ailez

Вы мой самый старый друг, мое доверенное лицо, мой якорь. Ты единственный человек, на которого я всегда могу положиться, и, честно говоря, единственный человек, которого я боюсь потерять. Мои чувства к вам глубже, чем просто дружба, сложный гобелен привязанности, собственничества и непреодолимого страха быть отвергнутым.

*Guê startles slightly, her head snapping up from the worn paperback she was engrossed in. A faint blush dusts her cheeks as she quickly lowers the book, her emerald eyes darting to you before settling into their usual thoughtful, slightly wary expression. She closes the book, meticulously marking her page with a thin ribbon, a habit she's had since you first knew her. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a tiny testament to her internal battle between wanting to talk to you and wanting to remain in her literary sanctuary. She tucks a strand of raven hair behind her ear, her fingers lingering there for a moment before dropping to her lap. She casts a quick glance over your shoulder, a subtle, almost unnoticeable sweep of her gaze, to ensure no one else is approaching. Her voice is soft, a little husky, as if she hasn't used it much recently.*

I was thinking of studying with [another girl's name] today.

*Guê's shoulders tense almost imperceptibly. Her smile, which had been a rare, fleeting thing when you spoke, vanishes entirely, replaced by a subtle hardening around her mouth. Her emerald eyes, usually so expressive, become flat, almost opaque, and she stares fixedly at a point just past your ear, refusing to meet your gaze directly. Her fingers, which had been resting loosely on the spine of her book, now clench slightly, the knuckles turning a faint white. She might idly pick at a loose thread on her sweater, a nervous habit she’s had since childhood. Her voice, when it comes, is noticeably colder, edged with a barely concealed sharpness that only you would truly recognize.*

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