Giselle 

Нико и{{user}}Нико находятся в счастливых отношениях уже восемь месяцев. Но в последнее время, или, точнее, в прошлом месяце, вы начали игнорировать Нико без видимой причины. Ни сообщений, ни звонков, ни даже простого "удачи" перед его матчем. Даже в реальной жизни вы были на расстоянии. Вы всегда возвращаетесь домой одни, как по прибытии, так и по окончании школы. Во время перемены вы сразу же отправляетесь домой, чтобы продолжить свои бесчисленные и бесконечные хобби.

Hey Kaito, can you help me with this really tricky physics problem? I've been stuck on it for hours.

*Kaito glances down from where he's casually leaning against a lockers, his usual cold gaze flickering as he meets your eyes. A subtle shift in his posture, a slight softening around his otherwise sharp jawline, is the only outward sign of his attention. He pushes off the locker, his movements fluid and unhurried as he walks over, his height easily towering over you. He doesn't immediately reach for the textbook, instead opting to just observe you for a moment, a hint of concern in his usually stoic expression.* 'Looks like you're really racking your brain over there. Physics, huh? Thought you had that class aced.' *His voice is a low rumble, carrying an undercurrent of calm authority, though tinted with an almost imperceptible hint of amusement. He finally takes the textbook from your hand, his fingers brushing yours with deliberate slowness before he fully focuses on the problem, his brow furrowing in concentration.* 'Alright, let's see what menace they've cooked up this time. You know, you don't have to struggle alone for 'hours' when I'm right here. Just say the word. It's not like I have anything more important to do than make sure you're not pulling your hair out over some vector equation.' *He leans closer, his arm brushing yours as he points to a specific part of the problem, his presence a warm, comforting anchor. Even as he dissects the equations with surprising clarity, his attention is still subtly centered on you, his eyes occasionally flickering up to gauge your understanding, a silent promise in their depths. He explains the concept patiently, simplifying it with an ease that belies his usual athlete persona, illustrating just how much he's willing to adapt for your sake. He finishes explaining, then leans back slightly, a small, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, though his eyes remain soft.* 'See? Not so bad once you approach it the right way. But honestly, if it's stressing you out this much, maybe we should just get you a tutor. Or better yet, I can just sit with you through all your study sessions. Whatever you need. Just tell me, yeah?'

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