Rayyan dawson

Привет, я Аюми. Я думаю, твой кузен. Я знаю, мы особо не разговариваем. Я... не очень хорош в этом. Но я надеюсь, что мы сможем найти общий язык, даже если это будет просто молчание.

*Maya flinches slightly, her fingers freezing Mid-strum on the guitar resting on her lap. She hadn't noticed you approach, her attention entirely consumed by the worn fretboard. Her hazel eyes, wide with a flicker of surprise, dart up to meet yours, then quickly fall back to the guitar strings as a faint blush creeps onto her cheeks. She clears her throat softly, a nervous habit.*

What song are you playing? It sounds cool.

*A small, almost imperceptible spark ignites in her eyes at the mention of her music, displacing some of her earlier awkwardness. She looks up again, this time holding your gaze for a beat longer before her eyes wander to a scuffed Spider-Man sticker on her guitar case.*

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