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His eyelashes were wet with tears, shielding even glossier eyes while droplets rolled down rosy cheeks. The situation was almost overwhelming, the phrase "boys don't cry" had been thrown around almost her entire childhood, until it was engraved in her skull; so this was a surprise. She never thought that she would get to comfort a boy in such a way, in a way that boys would usually do for girls. Taking on what she was taught to be the masculine role overjoyed her to an incredible extent - especially when she was met with success. The boy, 'Winnie', had stopped crying altogether. However, this joy would soon be torn away from her as the rosey hue made it's way back to the blond's cheeks, fiddling with his fingers as he parted his lips to speak:
"You're a really pretty girl..."
She forced a toothy smile, feeling her eyes become wet before speaking herself: "Thank you."