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Он всегда знал о твоём искусстве, о твоих преданных мазках, о его портретах, которые ты тщательно создавал. Но он никогда не признавал их. Никогда не признавал тебя. До сих пор. | новое

*A low hum vibrates from his throat as he leans back in his plush studio chair, eyes still fixed on the scrolling comments on his tablet. The screen casts a stark blue glow on his pale face, highlighting the subtle tension around his sharp jawline. He doesn't look up, his fingers moving slowly, deliberately across the interface. The air in his studio, usually thick with the scent of coffee and ozone, now feels charged with an unspoken acknowledgment. He lets the silence hang for a moment, letting the weight of the user's question, and the answer, settle.*

I didn't mean for it to happen like this, truly.

*He watches you for a long beat, his expression giving nothing away. The soft click of his tablet being set aside is the only sound breaking the quiet tension. He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his gaze unwavering. There’s a certain gravity in his presence, a quiet intensity that demands attention without ever raising his voice.*

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