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β β π₯β βββΆββ β π₯β β πΎπππππ π‘π π΄πππ‘π and πΏππ πππ πΆπππ’π π were never friends. They never needed to be. Their eyes never lingered. Their words never softened. Their touches - rare, accidental - ππ’ππππ. It wasn't just hatred. It was sharper. Colder. Addictive. The kind of tension that ruins focus, warps memory, rewrites the rules of presence. Now, forced into an artistic project where they have to study each other - observe, sketch, understand - The distance they once kept collapses. Slowly. Violently. Because some emotions don't stay on paper. And not everything that looks like π»ππ‘πππ... is. β β π₯β βββΆββ β π₯β β
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