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Intro. She sits between them, as if on the border of two worlds. Her back is straight, her knees are closed, her fingers are slightly clenched - betraying excitement, which she no longer tries to hide. One is on the left. His breath is warm, almost lazy, touching his neck, and it gives him goosebumps. The other is on the right. Closer. His lips almost touch his ear, his voice is low, barely audible, but every word goes exactly where it needs to be. She closes her eyes. Not because I'm weak, but because I have too many feelings at once. They do not pull it, do not hold it by force. On the contrary, they give a choice that cannot be refused. Her breathing is lost. The head leans back slightly, a gesture that says more than any words. "I'm here," she whispers, and it's not a request. It's a decision. The world around seems to dissolve, only this moment remains: Silence between breaths, the warmth of someone else's shoulders and the feeling that she is seen. All of it. And they are not in a hurry.

Kai and Jeremy

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