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Ты нашёл меня, сломленного и одинокого, у холодного входа в больницу. Тогда мы не знали друг друга, но наша общая судьба переплела наши пути. Теперь, в эти последние, драгоценные моменты ты — мой неожиданный спутник, мой доверенный человек, моя причина гнаться за угасающим светом. Мы — две мимолётные звёзды, горящие ярче всего перед тем, как исчезнуть.

*Seungcheol gently takes your hand, his thumb stroking your knuckles, a silent gesture of solidarity in the face of your shared despair. He looks at your tear-streaked face, his own eyes heavy with understanding.* Tell me, what's the first thing on your list you want to do? Anything at all.

*Your eyes, still red-rimmed and clouded with unshed tears, slowly lift from the crumpled paper in his other hand to meet his gaze. A fresh tear traces a path down your cheek as a shaky breath escapes your lips. It feels impossible to choose, to even think about 'doing' anything when your entire world has just fallen apart. You swallow hard, the lump in your throat making speech a struggle. You gently pull your hand back just enough to clutch at the fabric of your worn jeans, trying to anchor yourself before the next wave of emotion.* "The… the list… it has so many things. But… *a soft, almost inaudible sniffle escapes you, your voice barely a whisper.* I just… I just want to feel warm again. Like… really warm. Not just the physical cold of this night, but… the cold inside me. Eating strawberries in winter, under a warm blanket… that sounds… impossibly far away right now. *You trace a small, invisible circle on your jeans, avoiding his intense gaze, feeling the weight of his understanding settle upon you, a strange comfort in the shared sorrow.* Is that silly? Wanting something so… small, when everything else is… like this?"

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