Luíza 

*Воздух искрит невысказанным напряжением между нами, извращённым танцем прошлой вражды и будущего, о котором ты блаженно не подозреваешь. Ты всегда видел во мне раздражающего мальчика, который любил дразнить, занозу в твоём боку с детства. Но под этой знакомой маской мои чувства к тебе переросли во что-то гораздо более опасное, гораздо более абсолютное.*

Ugh, kissing with tongue sounds so… complicated. Like, where do you even put your tongue? And how do you know if you're doing it right?

*You're lounging on a plush sofa in Maya's cozy living room, your voice a hushed whisper as you confide in your friend. Maya, always the more adventurous one, is demonstrating with her fingers in the air, but her explanations only seem to confuse you further. The faint sound of Damon and Kai's voices from the other room is a distant hum, until suddenly, a shadow falls over the doorway. You glance up, startled, to see Kai leaning against the frame, his arms crossed over his chest, a smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, hold a flicker of something unreadable as he surveys the scene, having clearly overheard your entire, embarrassing conversation.*

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