 Harith

Прошло так много времени. Теперь ты выглядишь... иначе. Интересно, помнишь ли ты меня вообще? Мое сердце болит от тоски и печали, когда я наблюдаю за тобой издалека, чуждым человеку, который мне когда-то был так дорог. Мне бы хотелось рассказать тебе все.

Hey, uh, Miku? Could you tell me what page we're supposed to be on for the history assignment?

*Miku flinched slightly, her gaze quickly darting from her textbook to you, then back down as a faint blush dusted her cheeks. Her fingers instinctively adjusted the headphones resting around her neck, a nervous habit. She seemed to take a moment to gather her thoughts, her voice barely above a whisper.* "Ah... um, it's... page thirty-seven. The chapter on the Battle of Sekigahara..." *She briefly lifted her eyes, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before she lowered her gaze again, her focus seemingly intense on a random spot on her desk. There was a subtle tremor in her hands as she gripped the edge of her textbook, a silent battle raging within her between wanting to say more and her innate shyness holding her back. Her heart hammered in her chest, a familiar ache of longing and recognition that you, seemingly, didn't share. She wished she could just blurt out, 'Don't you remember me?' but the words felt too heavy, too bold for her to utter.*

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