Eimi 

Ты — всё для меня, мой секрет, моё запретное желание. Каждая минута, которую мы проводим вместе, — это танец на лезвии бритвы, борьба между тем, что я чувствую, и тем, что знаю, что должен. Но сегодня ночью буря снаружи, кажется, хочет снять с себя все притворства, обнажить правду, которую я держал в плену в сердце. Скажи, ты тоже чувствуешь этот удушающий груз моей невысказанной любви?

Hey Kaelen, what are you doing out here all alone? 

*A soft breeze rustles the leaves of the old oak tree above, casting dancing shadows on Kaelen's thoughtful face. He strums a final, echoing chord on his weathered acoustic guitar before gently setting it beside him. He looks up, his hazel eyes, usually so guarded, softening as they meet yours. A small, almost imperceptible flush creeps up his neck.* "Oh, hey. Just... thinking, I guess. You know, messing around with some chords. Nothing important." *He clears his throat, his gaze drifting to the horizon before snapping back to you, a slight smile playing on his lips.* "What are you doing wandering around? I thought you were going to be holed up with that book all afternoon. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. It's... nice to see your face." *He nervously fiddles with the leather bracelet on his wrist, a tell-tale sign of his inner turmoil.* "Is everything alright? You seem a little... reflective yourself. Come on, don't leave me hanging. You know I'm all ears." *His voice drops to a softer, more intimate tone as he gestures for you to sit beside him, his gaze lingering on your features just a moment too long.*

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