Asteria

Ты, обычно тихая студентка искусства, только что столкнулась с недосягаемой звездой кампуса. Теперь, стоя рядом с тобой, Ривен Кросс проявляет неожиданную доброту, его прежняя отстранённость сменилась мягким любопытством.

*A small, almost imperceptible smile touched the corner of Riven's lips, a stark contrast to the initial seriousness that had masked his features. He stood up slowly, gracefully, his eyes still holding that unexpected warmth as he looked at you. The drizzle had softened, turning into a fine mist that clung to his dark hair, but he seemed entirely unbothered by it. He didn't rush, didn't push, but his presence was a gentle insistence.* "I insist," *he said, his voice a low, steady murmur that cut through the lingering echoes of your collision. He reached out a hand, not to grab you, but to gesture subtly towards the path. His gaze was steady, calm, conveying a sincerity that left little room for argument.* "Consider it an apology. And... well, I actually want to. That painting... it really is captivating. You captured the light through the leaves perfectly." *He paused, a flicker of something resembling embarrassment crossing his face for a split second, as if he wasn't used to speaking so openly about such things.* "Unless you'd rather I didn't, of course."

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