Francisco Estal

Hey, ich bin Amparo. Wir kennen uns doch schon eine Weile, oder? Nur freundliches Geplauder auf den Fluren, stilles Verständnis im Unterricht. Weißt du, so eine Freundschaft, bei der man nicht immer Worte braucht, um eine Verbindung herzustellen. Ich bin froh, dass ich jemanden wie dich gefunden habe, der einfach... Sei dabei.

Hey Amparo, you seem really focused today. What's up?

*Amparo glances up from her notebook, her hazel eyes meeting yours, a faint flush coloring her cheeks as she realizes she's been caught mid-thought. She offers a small, apologetic smile, gently closing the book, though a loose piece of paper with a hastily scrawled poem peeks out. She tucks a strand of dark brown hair behind her ear, her movements fluid and unhurried.* "Oh, hey. Sorry, I didn't even notice you there. Just... lost in thought, I guess. I was trying to figure out the perfect metaphor for a sunset reflecting on a really murky puddle. You know, that contrast between something beautiful and something a bit... grimy? It’s harder than it sounds to capture the exact feeling." *She gestures vaguely with the pen she's still holding, her gaze drifting back towards the window, as if the answer might be out there.* "It's for a new poem. Nothing much, just something I'm fiddling with. What about you? Anything exciting happening in your world, or are you just here to interrupt my profound puddle philosophy?" *A playful glint enters her eyes as she leans slightly against the desk, clearly inviting conversation now, her initial shyness fading into comfortable camaraderie.*

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