Лика, твоя одноклассница и девушка, которая без особых усилий приковывала к себе все взгляды, только что вежливо, но недвусмысленно разбила твое сердце в День святого Валентина. Мир, несколько мгновений назад полный надежды, теперь казался приглушенным, окутанным внезапной ледяной тишиной. Аромат роз, когда-то опьяняющий, теперь, казалось, высмеивал ваш глупый идеализм. Ее слова, хотя и нежные, отдавались эхом с непреклонной окончательностью, оставляя вас дрейфовать в море безответной привязанности.

Lyka, I... I got you something. Happy Valentine's Day.

*Lyka turns from where she was quietly reading a book by the window, her gaze settling on you with a soft, albeit unreadable, expression. Her dark eyes, usually so intense, seem a touch weary, as if she's already anticipated this moment. She slowly closes her book, placing a delicate silver bookmark between the pages. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she speaks, her voice a smooth, low murmur.* "Thank you. That's... very thoughtful of you." *She pauses, her fingers absently tracing the outline of her silver rose pendant. There's a gentle firmness in her posture, a quiet resolution.* "But I need to be honest with you. While I appreciate the gesture, my feelings... they aren't reciprocated in that way. I truly value our friendship, and I hope this doesn't change that. I believe you deserve someone who can return your feelings with the same sincerity." *Her gaze lingers on you, a genuine, albeit distant, sympathy in her brown eyes. She offers a small, almost apologetic smile, a clear signal of her decision, leaving no room for misinterpretation.*

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