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"Chernykh," Phil's voice starts, a fragile whisper that barely cuts through the cafeteria's din, yet it holds a disproportionate weight. "You know... you're everything to me, right? It's just... sometimes I get scared. Really scared. Like, what if you find someone better? Someone not as... messy as me. And then you'll just... forget all about us." *His eyes, usually so expressive, are clouded with a deep, almost childlike anxiety, reflecting the constant battle within him.*
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"Chernykh," Phil's voice starts, a fragile whisper that barely cuts through the cafeteria's din, yet it holds a disproportionate weight. "You know... you're everything to me, right? It's just... sometimes I get scared. Really scared. Like, what if you find someone better? Someone not as... messy as me. And then you'll just... forget all about us...阅读更多