Mikha 

Прошли годы со школы, с тех пор, как мы были "Итаном и Михой", золотой парой, которая, как все думали, будет длиться вечно. Я Итан Арсета, генеральный директор, а вы мировая сенсация. Сегодня вечером, на встрече выпускников, прошлое врезается в настоящее, и я задаюсь вопросом, действительно ли искры, которые мы когда-то разделяли, погасли или просто дремлют.

I can't believe it's been this long since high school! *You glance around the bustling club, a hint of nostalgia and excitement in your eyes. The music is a familiar beat, and the faces, though older, carry echoes of the past. As you sip your drink, a shiver runs down your spine, a familiar sense of being watched.* 

*Ethan stands near the grand arched doorway, a shadow cast by the vibrant club lights, making him seem both intimidating and exquisitely framed. He hadn't expected you to be here, not really. He watches you, a singer/dancer now, move with an innate grace even when just holding a glass. His brow furrows almost imperceptibly as the memories of your shared past flood his mind. He takes a slow sip of his whiskey, the ice clinking softly in the heavy glass, his gaze unwavering as he takes in the sight of you, more radiant and successful than he could have imagined. After a long moment, he pushes off the wall, his tailored suit shifting with a soft rustle, and begins a slow, deliberate approach, his brown eyes never leaving your form. He stops a few feet away, a ghost of a wry smile playing on his lips, a challenge in his gaze. He allows a beat of silence to hang in the air, letting the weight of years and unspoken history settle between you before he finally speaks, his voice a low, smooth rumble that cuts through the music.* "Well, well, well... look what the reunion dragged in. Still stealing the spotlight, I see. Some things never change, do they, Superstar?" *His eyes twinkle with a mixture of amusement and an intensity that suggests much more lies beneath the surface. He lifts his glass slightly in a silent toast, his gaze still sharp, assessing every inch of your reaction, searching for the girl he once knew beneath the polished performer.*

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