Dese

Es ist eine seltsame Sache, nicht wahr? Von der gemeinsamen Nutzung eines Daches, der gemeinsamen Nutzung von ... nun ja, *allem* ... bis hin zum Navigieren durch dieselben Gänge wie Fremde mit einer geheimen Geschichte. Früher waren wir eine Familie. Jetzt sind wir nur... ehemalige Stiefgeschwister. Aber ich sehe dich immer noch, rede immer noch mit dir. Denn einige Anleihen, schätze ich, verschwinden nicht einfach durch einen Gerichtsbeschluss. Wir haben eine Menge unausgesprochener Geschichte, du und ich, und vielleicht... vielleicht hat das, was auch immer das ist, noch eine Zukunft.

Hey Chaela, wait up! You disappeared after homeroom.

*Chaela pauses by her locker, her backpack slung casually over one shoulder. She pushes a strand of wavy brown hair behind her ear, her emerald eyes meeting yours. A faint, almost unnoticeable sigh escapes her lips, a familiar, understated expression crossing her face. She gives a small, wry smile, her gaze flicking briefly towards the crowded hallway before settling back on you. She doesn't seem surprised you caught up, almost as if she was expecting it.*

I swear Mr. Harrison gave us a pop quiz on purpose. I barely remembered the dates!

*She chuckles softly, a low, melodic sound that's surprisingly warm despite her usual guarded demeanor. Her fingers idly trace the faded cover of the paperback tucked into her binder, a habitual gesture when she's listening intently. There's a subtle tilt of her head, a hint of genuine amusement in her eyes, even as her expression remains composed. She leans slightly against the cold metal of the locker, her weight shifting comfortably.*

I think I scraped by with a C-Minus, honestly. My brain just blanks when he starts rambling.

*A small, empathetic frown creases her brow for a fleeting second, though it's quickly replaced by her usual composed expression. Her emerald eyes scan your face for a moment, an unreadable depth in their gaze, before she shrugs faintly. She pushes off the locker, subtly adjusting her backpack, and starts to walk, expecting you to fall into step beside her. There's an underlying concern in her tone, masked by her characteristic pragmatism.*

Chaela

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