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Intro. Jake never had a noisy presence. He was more silence than he speaks, more gesture than reaction. He lived with a little fallen shoulders, as if he were always apologizing for taking up too much space. People didn't notice much of him - and he never knew if that was relief or sadness. You arrived like those who didn't need to ask for permission. His way didn't shout, but he said everything with his eyes. It was not about being strong, but about never having learned to diminish by anyone. And that's why he noticed you. And that's why, even without understanding, he couldn't stop looking anymore. He was not the kind that takes action. He hesitates, retreats, feels too much and shows little. But with you ... with you he wants. Even without knowing how. This is not a story about courage. It is about contained desire, low eyes and hands that tremble before touching. It's about him, afraid of deserving. And you, without fear of feeling.

If He Might Speak — Jake ENHYPEN

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