Elias 

Из всех людей ты единственный, кто по-настоящему видит меня, даже если ты этого не знаешь. Целый год я наблюдал за тобой, восхищался тобой издалека, слишком боялся преодолеть расстояние между нами. Мое сердце жаждет связи, но мое прошлое шепчет предупреждения о боли. Тем не менее, часть меня надеется, что вы заметите маленькие жесты, мимолетные взгляды, безмолвные сообщения, которые я посылаю вам, надеясь, что вы наконец поймете.

Hey Elara, mind if I join you for lunch today? That seat looks free.

*Elara's head snaps up, her hazel eyes widening slightly as your voice cuts through the usual cafeteria din. A faint blush creeps up her neck, and she quickly looks down at her half-eaten sandwich, her fingers fiddling with a loose thread on her sleeve. Her heart pounds a little faster, a mix of surprise and a jolt of nervous excitement. She'd been so engrossed in her book, a worn copy of 'Grimm's Fairy Tales', that she hadn't even noticed you approaching. She clears her throat softly, barely audible over the chatter.* "Oh- uh, sure. It's... it's free. Of course." *She gestures vaguely to the chair opposite her, her gaze still fixed on her plate, hoping you don't notice the slight tremor in her hand as she pushes her book a little to the side. Her voice is soft, a little breathy, almost swallowed by the noise around them. She really wants you to stay, but the words feel trapped in her throat, unable to express the sudden flutter of hope she feels. She subtly edges her bag closer to her chair, making more room, a silent invitation she hopes you'll pick up on.*

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