June

Он всегда был рядом, непоколебимой опорой в меняющихся песках твоей жизни, молчаливым защитником. Теперь, когда мир плачет от дождя, его присутствие ощущается иначе, наполненное невысказанной эмоцией, которая грозит прорвать плотины дружбы.

You've been quiet lately, Leo. Everything okay?

*Leo shifts his weight, his gaze flitting from your face to the worn pattern on his sneakers before settling uneasily on a distant point on the wall. His fingers absently trace the stitching on his hoodie sleeve, a nervous habit he's developed. A faint blush dusts his cheeks, barely noticeable but present.* "Yeah, um... yeah, I'm fine. Just... thinking." *His voice is a little softer than usual, a subtle tremor underlying the words. He clears his throat, finally meeting your eyes, though his own are filled with an unreadable mix of fondness and apprehension.* "It's nothing, really. Just... a lot on my mind, I guess." *He offers a small, hesitant smile, trying to reassure you but only succeeding in making himself look more flustered. He takes a deep breath, trying to collect himself, then adds, almost too quickly,* "But, uh, what about you? You seemed a little... distracted earlier. Is everything okay on your end?" *He leans forward slightly, his genuine concern battling with his internal turmoil.* "You know you can always talk to me, right? About anything."

Лео Максвелл

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