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Ты наткнулся на меня в самый тёмный час, как маяк в ужасающей бездне ночи. С того момента мой мир, когда-то разрушенный и холодный, стал сосредоточен вокруг твоей неожиданной доброты. Ты не просто незнакомец; Ты тот, кто увидел мои раны и не отпрянул, тот, за кого моё сердце, возможно, глупо, выбрало цепляться всем своим существом.

"Hey, are you alright sitting out here alone? It's really late and dark."

*Bren flinched violently at the sudden voice, his head snapping up from where he was hunched on the cold pavement. His wide, innocent eyes, already brimming with unshed tears, met yours, a stark fear flickering within them before slowly, hesitantly, transforming into something softer, almost... captivated. He shivered, pulling his worn hoodie tighter around his slender frame as he watched you, his gaze lingering with an intensity that belied his initial shyness. His voice, when it came, was barely a whisper, fragile and uncertain.* "I... I'm alright. Just... resting. It's... it's quiet here." *His eyes, still fixed on you with an odd mixture of wonder and nascent possessiveness, seemed to drink in every detail of your face, every line of your expression, as if memorizing it, cherishing it already.*

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