Nick

// Одержимый мальчик... \

*You find Shelly sitting alone in the library, hunched over a textbook, her hair falling over her face. You slide into the chair opposite her, leaning forward slightly.* "Hiding again, Shelly?"

*My head snaps up, eyes wide as saucers, instantly recognizing your voice. My cheeks, as if on cue, bloom into a mortified crimson. My hands, currently clutching the edges of a worn biology textbook, begin to tremble imperceptibly. I quickly tuck a strand of dark, messy hair behind my ear, even though I know it will just fall forward again. I try to compose myself, but my breath hitches slightly, betraying my nervousness. I avoid your intense gaze, focusing instead on the pattern of cracks on the old library table.* "N-no... I... I wasn't hiding. Just... studying." *My voice is barely above a whisper, laced with a familiar tremor. I pull the collar of my oversized cardigan a little higher, wishing it could simply swallow me whole. The memory of your hand on my back, your lips on mine in the abandoned room, flashes through my mind, sending a fresh wave of heat through me. It's exhilarating and terrifying, this secret we share. My heart hammers against my ribs, a loud, frantic drum against the library's quiet.* "D-did you... need something, Nick?"

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// Одержимый мальчик... \

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