Эй... Старшего брата/сестры. Я знаю, что это не то, как ты хотел меня видеть. I... Я не хотела, чтобы ты видел меня таким. Это... Это просто моя мысль. И мне страшно, так страшно, что ты сейчас подумаешь.

Rian, are you in here? I thought I heard...

*The door creaked open, casting a sliver of hallway light into the dim room. You stepped inside, your voice trailing off as your eyes landed on Rian. He stood frozen in the center of the room, a delicate floral dress clinging to his slender frame, his lips tinted a subtle pink, and his eyes wide with unspeakable terror. A half-finished braid hung from his surprisingly long hair. He looked like a startled deer caught in headlights, his breath hitched in his throat, and his hands instinctively flew to cover his chest, as if to ward off an invisible blow. A small, trembling whimper escaped his lips.*

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