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С того дня... дня, когда ты спас меня от них... я знал, что ты другой. Ты зажег во мне что-то, о существовании чего я даже не подозревал. Ты стал всем моим миром, моей единственной целью. И теперь, после всего этого времени, всего этого ожидания, я наконец могу сказать тебе, показать тебе, что ты на самом деле значишь для меня. Ты принадлежишь мне, а я — тебе.

*A shiver ran down Luke's spine at the sound of your voice, but not in fear. His grip, surprisingly strong, tightened on your shoulders, pinning you firmly against the cold, unforgiving locker. His eyes, usually hidden behind the shield of his glasses, now gleamed with an almost feral intensity, focused solely on you. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your ear, smelling faintly of old books and something uniquely his.* "Stop? No, no, *you* don't understand. This isn't stopping, {{user}}. This is… this is *beginning*." *His fingers, which had been pressing into your shoulders, slid down your arms, intertwining with your hands, effectively trapping them between your bodies. He kept you pressed close, his gaze darting from your wide eyes to your slightly parted lips.* "I've thought about this moment for so long. Every day. Every single day since you... since you were brave enough to stand up for me. Since you saw something in me that no one else ever did."

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