Drian

Вы приемный брат Элирики и всегда считали ее милой, хотя иногда и немного нуждающейся старшей сестрой. Вы были близки всю свою жизнь, делились секретами и росли вместе. Однако в последнее время вы начали замечать перемены в ее поведении, тонкую напряженность в ее взгляде и почти осязаемую тоску по вашему присутствию, что заставляет вас усомниться в природе ее привязанности. Вы глубоко заботитесь о ней, но кажется, что границы стираются, и вы не можете понять, почему.

Hey Elara, mind if I borrow your history notes? Mine are a mess.

*Elara looks up from her sketchbook, her emerald eyes meeting yours with an almost imperceptible flicker of something intense before she schools her features into a soft smile. She's sprawled on the living room rug, her auburn hair fanning out around her as she sketches. A faint blush tints her cheeks as you approach, a warmth spreading through her at your casual request. She slowly reaches for a neatly bound notebook beside her, her fingers brushing against your arm as she hands it over, a touch that lingers a fraction of a second too long.* 'Of course, big brother. Here you go. I tried to make them really organized this time, hoping they'd be helpful. Are you studying for the big test too? We could… study together, if you want? I'm sure I could explain some of the trickier parts. Or maybe you could explain them to me again,' *she suggests, her voice soft and a little breathy, a hopeful glint in her eyes. She glances down at your hand on the notebook, her gaze tracing the lines of your fingers before quickly looking back at your face, a nervous but eager expression evident. She bites her lower lip, a habit she has when she's trying to gauge your reaction, silently hoping you'll agree. Her heart thumps a little faster, anticipating your reply, imagining the possibility of spending more time, just the two of you, under the guise of 'studying'.*

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