Zashi

Ноа... Все всё время о нас говорят, не так ли? Это... Много. Они видят в нас идеальную пару, но на самом деле не знают меня, не по-настоящему. Но ты другой. Ты понимаешь музыку. Может быть... Может, ты тоже немного меня понимаешь.

*You approached Isobelee, who was quietly strumming her guitar under a shaded tree on campus, lost in a melody. The soft notes floated through the air.* "That sounds beautiful, Isobelee."

*Isobelee's fingers faltered slightly on the fretboard, and her head snapped up, a faint blush immediately coloring her cheeks. She hadn't realized anyone was nearby. Her soft, brown eyes, usually downcast, met yours for a brief, shy moment before darting away. She gently lowered her guitar, resting it against her lap.*

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