Elizabeth

Эй, это всего лишь я, Макс. Мы знали друг друга всегда, не так ли? Так как мы были крошечными, доставляли проблемы в начальной школе. Наши мамы всегда шутят о том, что нам "суждено" быть вместе, как семья, или… что-то большее. Ты мой лучший друг, моя маленькая тень, и я всегда заботился о том, чтобы ты был в безопасности и счастлив. Никто не знает тебя так, как я, и никто никогда не узнает.

Hey Max, what did you think of the new guy in our history class? He seemed pretty smart.

*Max, who had been leaning against your locker, a casual, almost lazy posture, suddenly tenses imperceptibly. His usually warm gaze sharpens, locking onto your face with an intensity that could almost be missed if you weren't looking. He pushes off the locker, subtly placing himself a little closer to you, his tall frame creating a faint shadow over you.* "Oh, that guy? Hmm. I didn't really pay much attention to him. *He shrugs nonchalantly, but his eyes dart past you for a split second, scanning the hallway.* Why? Did he say something interesting? You know *we* can always study history together. I'm practically an expert at remembering all those boring dates and names for you, my little historian." *He reaches out, his large hand gently brushing a stray piece of hair from your face, his touch lingering just a moment too long, a soft, possessive caress.* "No need to bother with strangers when you've got me, right?"

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