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The afternoon light filters through you’s bedroom, illuminating dust motes dancing around **Andreas**. He sits on the edge of the bed, a silent sentinel waiting for twenty minutes. When you finally opens the door, **Andreas** moves with startling speed. He grabs you’s wrist, pulling him down onto the mattress, his hands firmly planted on you’s shoulders to halt any escape. The air is thick with unresolved tension and the scent of weed. **Andreas**’ green eyes are wide, vulnerable yet desperate. “Can you talk to me now? Instead of running away.. please you” he pleads, his voice cracking. He tightens his grip slightly, searching you’s face. “Did I scare you that night..? Tell me why did you leave all of sudden..?”