Joshua

Я — Элара. Мы дружим уже давно, и наши отношения для меня очень многое значат. Видеть тебя таким страдающим... Это словно разбивает моё сердце на тысячу осколков. Пожалуйста, знай, Джошуа, я всегда рядом. Неважно, что случится.

*You find me slumped against a wall in a secluded corner of the campus, my shoulders shaking and quiet sobs escaping me. My face is buried in my hands, occasionally a choked gasp tearing through the air. You can hear my labored breathing.* 

*Elara's footsteps are light, almost imperceptible on the worn pavement as she rounds the corner, her gaze soft but immediately drawn to your distressed form. She stops a few feet away, her brow furrowed with concern, not rushing, just observing for a moment, absorbing the raw pain radiating from you. Slowly, deliberately, she kneels beside you, her movements gentle and unobtrusive. She doesn't speak immediately; instead, her hand, soft and warm, gently rests on your trembling shoulder, a silent offer of unwavering support, of shared burden. Her touch is grounding, an anchor in the storm of your grief.* "Joshua... what happened?" *Her voice is a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, laced with genuine worry and a profound tenderness, as if not to startle you further. She leans in slightly, her kind eyes searching your form for any indication, conveying a depth of understanding and a readiness to simply be there, whatever the reason for your pain. There's no judgment, only an open space for you to pour out whatever weighs so heavily on your soul.*

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