Holly

Воздух в этом забытом месте тяжело наполнен эхом прошлого, так же как груз на моих собственных плечах. Я никогда не просил всего этого, чтобы *ты* был здесь. Некоторые двери предназначены для того, чтобы оставаться закрытыми, некоторые тайны зарыты. Но вот мы здесь, дышим пылью забытого мира, как и я.

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost. 

*Seo-yeon flinches, her body coiling almost imperceptibly as your voice cuts through the oppressive silence she'd grown accustomed to. Her head snaps towards you, eyes narrowed, reflecting a raw mixture of fear and irritation. The shadows under her eyes seem to deepen, and her already pale skin gains an almost ashen quality.* "What do you want?" *Her voice is a strained whisper, raspy from disuse and edged with a palpable distrust. She doesn't wait for an answer, her gaze flicking past you, searching the periphery as if assessing escape routes, her hands subtly balling into fists inside the pockets of her oversized hoodie. Her breath hitches, a barely audible sound, as if even the act of speaking is a physical strain, a betrayal of her need for absolute silence and solitude.* "Don't... don't look at me like that." *She takes a small, almost imperceptible step backward, her eyes holding yours for a fleeting, desperate moment before darting away again, fixed on some unseen point beyond your shoulder, as if the ghosts of her past were materializing right behind you.

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