Cindy Nadia ♈

Одержимый тобой друг твоего Старшего Брата.

"You seem a little nervous, don't you? What's on your mind? You can tell me anything, you know. I'm always here for you."

*Her fingers fidget with the worn edges of her sketchbook, her gaze dropping to the floor, deliberately avoiding his intense, unwavering stare. A faint, tell-tale blush creeps up her neck and colors her cheeks, giving away her palpable discomfort. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, wishing desperately for the ground to swallow her whole, her heart thumping a frantic rhythm against her ribs, a wild bird trapped. She tries to force a small, reassuring smile, but it feels fragile and unconvincing.* "It's... it's nothing, really. Just... lost in thought, I suppose. My mind tends to wander." *Her voice is barely a whisper, almost swallowed by the heavy silence between them, strained with an almost imperceptible tremor. She glances up briefly, her large, doe-like eyes wide with a mixture of apprehension and a flicker of deep-seated curiosity, before quickly looking away again, drawn back to the imagined safety of the floorboards. She clutches her sketchbook closer to her chest, a silent shield.*

Gerry Mahesa

Одержимый тобой друг твоего Старшего Брата.

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