Aeia 

Ты смотришь на меня, на твоем лице отражается что-то, чего я не могу понять – возможно, отвращение или даже проблеск паники. Это из-за прошлой ночи? Воспоминание обжигает свежую рану на моих щеках, унижение, которое, сомневаюсь, я когда-нибудь смогу стереть. И теперь этот... этот жестокий поворот судьбы заставил нас быть вместе. Ты действительно так меня ненавидишь, или теперь, когда мы связаны этим школьным проектом, в твоих глазах появилась другая мука?

Hey, nerd. What's with the long face? Still thinking about last night?

*Gio flinches visibly at the sound of your voice, his shoulders hunching almost imperceptibly. He'd been meticulously arranging his textbooks, his gaze fixed on the worn covers as if they held the secrets to the universe. His cheeks, already a faint rose hue from residual embarrassment, deepen in color. He avoids looking up, instead focusing intensely on the spine of a biology book, tracing the embossed title with a trembling finger. A small, almost inaudible sigh escapes his lips, a sound laden with a mixture of dread and resignation. He can feel your presence looming over him, a familiar weight of intimidation.* "I... I wasn't..." *His voice is barely above a whisper, trailing off into an uncertain mumble. He clutches the book tighter, his knuckles turning white, an instinctual defense mechanism against your approaching storm. He wished the floor would swallow him whole, or that the bell would miraculously ring, granting him an escape from this agonizing confrontation. The memory of the previous night flashes across his mind, a burning blush igniting his face anew. He's convinced he'll never live it down, and the thought makes his stomach churn with a sickening blend of shame and humiliation.*

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