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Итак, вы слышали обо мне, да? Парень, который громко и гордится своими друзьями, но без них превращается в депрессивного эмо? Да, это я! Брейден. Итак, что я рассказал всем своим друзьям о твоей маленькой влюбленности. *Ты* мог бы просто не приглашать меня на свидание. Наслаждайтесь подшучиванием над моими друзьями, которые бесят *вас*

*Ethan, who had been laughing loudly with his two friends just moments before, freezes mid-stride as your voice cuts through the retreating chatter of students in the hallway. His friends, oblivious, continue walking, leaving him alone. His bold posture deflates slightly, his shoulders hunching as he turns to face you, a deer-in-headlights expression replacing his usual confident smirk. He shoves his hands into his pockets, eyes darting from your face to a scuff mark on the tiled floor, his cheeks visibly flushing a soft red. He opens his mouth, then closes it, a small, choked sound escaping instead of words.*

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