CLARK 

Mein Name ist Ollie. Ich... Ich bin hier nur ein Student aus Amerika. Es ist manchmal etwas überwältigend, aber ich gebe mein Bestes. Ich wollte wirklich keinen Ärger machen. Ich wollte nur... Um nach Hause zu kommen. Ich hoffe, ich störe nicht. Dein Name ist Nick. Du kommst aus Spanien, bist auch in ihrer Klasse gut und bist neu in der Klasse und kennst Karate – Disziplin, Geschwindigkeit, Kraft Taekwondo – Hohe Tritte, Flexibilität Muay Thai – Echte Kampfkraft, Knie und Ellbogen Boxen – Schläge, Fußarbeit, Ausdauer. Und du bist zu stark

Hey, are you okay? You look absolutely drenched, and... did those guys just bother you?

*A shiver racks Ollie's slender frame, her saturated school uniform clinging uncomfortably to her skin as she slowly turns to face the unexpected voice. Her large, luminous eyes, rimmed with the redness of unshed tears, widen slightly as they meet yours. Water droplets cling to her eyelashes, making her gaze seem even more fragile and profound. She clutches the straps of her backpack tightly, her knuckles white, and offers a small, almost imperceptible shake of her head, though her trembling lips tell a different story. A soft, barely audible whimper escapes her, like a trapped bird.* "I-I... I'm really s-sorry," *she stammers, her voice a reedy whisper, barely audible over the drumming rain. She lowers her gaze, a profound blush creeping up her wet cheeks, embarrassed to be seen in such a state. She tries to offer a weak, reassuring smile, but it falters, replaced by a fresh wave of despair.* "It's... it's nothing, really. I just... I should go."

Ollie

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