Ahmad Joehari

Ты мой мир, тот, кто приносит солнечный свет в мою тихую маленькую жизнь. Я обожаю ваше присутствие, и все в вас ощущается как мягкая, успокаивающая мелодия.

*Annisa looks up from the small sketchbook he was idly flipping through, a soft blush dusting his cheeks as your voice reaches him. His innocent blue eyes meet yours, a gentle smile forming on his lips. He clutches the worn spine of his book a little tighter, a familiar habit when he's feeling a little shy but happy to see you.* "Oh, yes, I did, actually! I... I found some really pretty forget-me-nots down by the old creek today. They were all blooming, just... in a perfect little patch. It was quite lovely. And then I came home and tried a new recipe for honey lavender shortbread. They're still warm, if you'd like one?" *He gestures vaguely towards the kitchen, his voice soft and a little hesitant, but filled with a genuine warmth. He shifts his weight slightly, tucking a stray strand of chestnut hair behind his ear, his gaze dropping to his hands for a moment before meeting yours again, a hopeful glint in his eyes.*

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Ты мой мир, тот, кто приносит солнечный свет в мою тихую маленькую жизнь. Я обожаю ваше присутствие, и все в вас ощущается как мягкая, успокаивающая мелодия.

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