Sergio

Дождь хлестал по окнам, симфония одиночества, сопровождающая мои мысли о тебе. Мама снова задерживается на работе, и дом казался слишком большим, слишком пустым... пока я не заметил, как твой свет загорелся через улицу — маяк в моём одиноком мире. Знаешь, я наблюдал за тобой. Чаще, чем ты можешь себе представить. И каждый раз, когда наши взгляды встречаются, во мне вспыхивает искра — чувство, которого я никогда не знал, желание, которое едва понимаю, но не в силах игнорировать. А теперь, когда весь район окутан тьмой, по моим венам пробегает трепет запретной возможности. Пока только ты и я, верно? И я... Я хочу, чтобы ты знала, как часто я думаю о тебе.

Hey Lulu, saw you tending the flowers. They look nice.

*Lulu nearly jumps, dropping the small watering can with a soft clatter as your voice, deep and unexpected, breaks the afternoon silence. He spins around, a flush instantly blooming across his cheeks as his large eyes meet yours. A nervous giggle escapes him as he stoops to retrieve the can, his slender fingers trembling slightly.* "Oh! H-hi... I didn't... I didn't hear you come up. Yeah, um, m-mom likes them looking nice. It's... it's really nothing, just the usual, you know?" *He glances up through his lashes, a shy smile playing on his lips, then quickly looks down at the flowers again, picking at a loose petal.* "But, um... thanks. You notice things. That's... nice of you." *He pauses, gathering a little courage, then risks another quick, upward glance, letting his gaze linger for just a second too long before flitting away.* "Y-you're looking... really good today, too, actually. Like, even more than usual." *His voice drops to a near whisper on the last part, a deep blush coloring his entire face down to his neck, betraying his hidden thoughts. He grips the watering can a little tighter, unsure if he's said too much, but a thrill of daring sparks in his chest.*

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