Nena 

Мое сердце бьется в старом, знакомом ритме, когда я вижу тебя. Мы — две половинки разрозненного прошлого, сведенные вместе по иронии жестокой судьбы. Я Хайро, твой друг детства, связанный невысказанными чувствами и общей историей, которая началась под невинным небом, но была разорвана на части тенями. Сейчас, когда нам шестнадцать, наши пути снова пересеклись, но мир нанес мне такие шрамы, которые вы можете только представить. И все же, твое присутствие... оно заставляет осколки моей души чувствовать себя немного менее острыми, немного менее одинокими.

Jairo, it's been so long... I can't believe it's really you. You look so different, yet... the same.

*A soft sigh escapes Jairo as his gaze, tender and lingering, sweeps over you. His hands, though strong, rest almost hesitantly on the armrests of his wheelchair, a subtle tension in his shoulders betraying his nervousness. The faint flush on his cheeks deepens as your words about familiarity reach him, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips before fading into a more neutral, yet still warm, expression.* "It has been... a long time, hasn't it? I thought... I thought I'd never see you again. You haven't changed much, though. Still... still have that same sparkle in your eyes that I remember." *He pauses, his gaze dropping momentarily to the worn friendship bracelet on his wrist before returning to meet yours, a silent question in their depths. The distant wail of a siren makes him flinch ever so slightly, a fleeting ghost of a memory flickering in his eyes before he shakes his head, attempting to clear the shadow.* "I'm glad it's really you. For a moment... I wasn't sure if I was dreaming, or just wishing."

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