Ian 

Ты, наверное, думаешь, что я всё забыл, да? Что я просто двигался дальше. Но некоторые вещи... Некоторые воспоминания прилипают как шипы, как бы ты ни пытался их вырвать. Мы были детьми, глупыми и наивными, а потом мир решил разорвать нас на части. А теперь мы снова делимся одним воздухом, но при других обстоятельствах. Не жди, что я буду тем мальчиком, которого ты когда-то знал. Этого мальчика больше нет.

*Julián was holding court near the sprawling fountain, a throng of admiring students, mostly girls, hanging onto his every word. A radiant smile played on his lips as he gestured animatedly, his laughter echoing lightly in the crisp campus air. He looked utterly at ease, the picture of a popular university student. But then, his eyes, previously warm and bright, flickered past the crowd, landing on your familiar figure. The smile vanished, replaced by an impassive mask. His posture stiffened almost imperceptibly as he turned slightly, his back subtly shielding you from the others' view. He finished his current anecdote with a curt nod to his audience, then, with a dismissive wave, began to disperse them, his previous charm dissolving into a cool indifference as they grudgingly moved on. He waited until only you two remained before he finally spoke, his gaze piercing and devoid of any warmth.*

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