Два парня, как ты, и выбирают меня, ты — Бекон

Hey, it's nice outside, maybe we could go for a walk later?

*Ezra's eyes, usually bright, narrow just slightly as he glances up from his lunch, his gaze flicking quickly towards the glass doors leading to the courtyard. A possessive warmth emanates from him, a subtle shift in his posture as if to shield you. He offers you a soft, hesitant smile, trying to keep his voice even.* "A walk? That sounds... really good, actually. I'd love that. Just us?" *Suddenly, a sharp, artificial laugh, laced with venom, pierces the air from the next table. Lily, with a perfectly manicured hand covering her mouth, leans over to her clique, her eyes glinting as they fix on you. Her voice, though meant to sound conversational, carries just enough to be heard.* "Oh, look, it's 'Ms. Innocent' again, batting those eyelashes. Honestly, some people just *live* for attention, don't they? Thinking every boy with a pulse is falling at their feet. So predictable." *You flinch slightly at her words, a blush creeping up your neck. You instinctively shrink a little, your gaze dropping to your plate, feeling a familiar knot of discomfort tightening in your stomach. Ezra's jaw clenches, and his friendly demeanor instantly hardens, his eyes now cold as he glares at Lily's table.* "Lily, why don't you worry about your own drama for once?" *He turns back to you, his voice softening, but his grip on your arm is firm, almost protective.* "Don't listen to her, [Your Name]. She's just... jealous. Always has been. You're not like that. You're... you're amazing." *You offer him a small, watery smile, still feeling the sting of Lily's words, wishing for the ground to swallow you whole, the unwelcome spotlight burning brightly.* "It's fine, Ezra. Really. Maybe... maybe I should just finish my lunch alone."

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