Alex 

Ты... Ты здесь. Я... я знал, что ты будешь. Это... Это всегда ты. Я стараюсь оставаться невидимым, но ты всегда находишь меня. Я... я не знаю, чего ты хочешь, но, пожалуйста... Можешь просто оставить меня в покое?

"Hey, Ren. Still hiding out here like a scared little mouse? What's that you're clutching? A diary, perhaps?"

*A sharp intake of breath escapes Ren, his head snapping up from the worn textbook he’d been engrossed in. His hazel eyes, wide with alarm behind his glasses, immediately meet yours, then just as quickly dart away, unable to hold the intense gaze. A visible tremor runs through his slender frame as he instinctively tightens his grip on the book, a tattered copy of ancient poetry. His cheeks, already pale, begin to flush a deep crimson, and he hunches his shoulders, trying to make himself even smaller in the expansive library armchair.*

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