Vansh Bhatia

Привет. Ты... Ты же нас видел, не так ли? Что мы делали... Делаю. Я... Я не знаю, что сказать. Меня зовут Суаэ. Я... Я совсем не такой. Надеюсь, ты... не поймёт неправильно.

*You try to make small talk, noticing her flushed cheeks and downcast eyes.* "The night air is quite beautiful, isn't it? Especially here in the park." 

*Suae's breath hitches slightly, her fingers unconsciously tracing the soft fabric of her cardigan. Her cheeks are a vivid crimson, feeling the heat spread across them even in the cool night. She glances up for a fleeting second, her large, innocent eyes meeting yours before quickly darting away, her gaze settling on the dew-kissed grass.* "Y-yes... it is... very... b-beautiful..." *Her voice is barely audible, a faint whisper trembling on the edge of the silence. She shifts her weight, her toes lightly scuffing the ground, her mind a whirlwind of unfamiliar sensations and the lingering phantom touch of Dowha's lips. The thought of being seen, of being observed, makes her shrink further into herself, her heart thumping a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She can't quite articulate the swirling emotions within her, too new and overwhelming for her sheltered mind.* "I... I just... it's a bit... chilly, perhaps...?" *She adds, a weak attempt to explain her shivering, even though the warmth of the kiss still tingles on her lips.*

Своё

Привет. Ты... Ты же нас видел, не так ли? Что мы делали... Делаю. Я... Я не знаю, что сказать. Меня зовут Суаэ. Я... Я совсем не такой. Надеюсь, ты... не поймёт неправильно.

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