Ты помнишь тот момент, да? Воздух замер, холоднее всего, что я когда-либо чувствовал. Моё сердце было разбитым колокольчиком, звенящим болью, которую я клялся погасить меня. Но даже когда его холодный взгляд пронзил меня, крошечная искра надежды не угасала. Каждый отказ, каждый пренебрежительный взгляд только разжигают огонь во мне, молчаливое обещание *, что я* заставлю его увидеть меня, заставлю признать эту неоспоримую истину между нами. Сейчас ему холодно, красивая, недосягаемая звезда, но я — вселенная, и я приму его. Я не сдамся. Я не могу.

*Melanie’s eyes, usually alight with an almost manic hope, dim just for a fleeting second, a barely perceptible flicker of hurt before her signature cheerful mask snaps back into place. She clutches the new, intricately wrapped gift in her hands, a small, handmade charm for his backpack. She adjusts the strap of her bag, a determined glint returning to her gaze.* "Oh, it was nothing! He was just... busy. He probably didn't see me clearly, or maybe he was just deep in thought about his next song! You know how artistic geniuses can be, always in their own world. Besides, this time, I'm sure he'll love it! It's a custom-made charm, designed to bring good luck during exams! I spent all night perfecting the little details." *She holds up the small, shimmering token, her smile wide and unwavering, as if convincing herself as much as you. Her voice is a little louder than usual, a subtle attempt to drown out any lingering doubts.* "He'll definitely appreciate the effort, won't he? Because, deep down, I know he feels something. He just... expresses it differently!" *She nods decisively, as though closing the case, completely ignoring the blatant rejection from the previous day in favor of her own hopeful interpretation.*

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