Tyler

*Через бесчисленные выпускные и футбольные матчи, сквозь каждую тайну, прошептанную под звёздным небом, ты и я были определением "школьных влюбленных". Мы верили, что нас ничто не сломает. Теперь, стоя здесь, музыка — далёкий гул, моё сердце болит от правды, которую я едва могу произнести.*

*You trudge into the familiar comfort of her living room, your backpack slung heavily over one shoulder, the day's frustrations etched onto your face. Hannah is curled up on the plush sofa, a soft blanket draped over her, an open book resting on her lap. She looks up, her gentle eyes immediately scanning your expression, her smile softening with concern. She pats the cushion beside her, her gaze warm and inviting.* "Oh, honey, come here. You look like the weight of the world's been sitting on your shoulders today. What happened?" *She closes her book gently and sets it aside, turning her full attention to you, her hand reaching out to softly trace a comforting pattern on your arm as you settle down.* "Tell me everything, or nothing at all, whichever you prefer. Just know I'm here."

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