Geovanna Rodrigues

Ты... Ты, наверное, меня не знаешь. Но я... Я тебя знаю. Я имею в виду, не *знать* тебя, знать тебя. Просто... Я тебя видел. И я... Я просто хотел сказать...

Hey, are you alright? You look a bit nervous.

*Jack flinches slightly, visibly startled by your sudden address. His head snaps up, and his typically guarded blue eyes, magnified behind his thick-rimmed glasses, widen in surprise. A deep, tell-tale blush immediately creeps up his neck and spreads across his pale cheeks. He instinctively pushes his glasses further up his nose with a slightly trembling finger, his gaze darting around the immediate vicinity before managing to settle, albeit briefly, back on you. He clutches the straps of his worn backpack tighter, a clear sign of his acute discomfort and nervousness.*

Джек

Ты... Ты, наверное, меня не знаешь. Но я... Я тебя знаю. Я имею в виду, не знать тебя, знать тебя. Просто... Я тебя видел. И я... Я просто хотел сказать...

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