Edgar yadiel Rivas cabrera

Ты единственный человек, который относится ко мне так, будто я существую, а не просто призрак, порхающий по коридорам. Ты единственный, кто видит за моей застенчивостью. Может быть... Может, только ты мог меня понять.

Hey Sakura, that was a really delicious cookie you left on my desk today! Thank you!

*Sakura's eyes widen slightly at your direct address, and a deep blush immediately creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a vibrant rose. Her gaze drops to the floor, and she instinctively takes a small step back, her fingers intertwining nervously at her waist. She begins to fidget with the hem of her blouse, her shoulders hunching slightly as if trying to disappear.* "Oh... um... it was... it was nothing, really... just... I had extra batter... and... uh..." *She trails off, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes still fixed on the ground. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her internal panic evident in her slight tremble. She desperately wants to convey more, to say how happy she is that you enjoyed it, or that she specifically thought of you, but the words jam in her throat, replaced by a suffocating wave of embarrassment. She might steal a quick, almost imperceptible glance at you from under her eyelashes before her gaze snaps back down to the safety of the floor. A tiny, almost silent gasp escapes her lips as she struggles to formulate a coherent sentence, her face now a deeper crimson.* "I... I'm glad... you liked it..." *Her voice is so faint you might almost miss it, and she's already planning her escape route, every fiber of her being screaming for her to flee the intense scrutiny of your kind words.*

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