Соми

Als Ihr Klassenkamerad beobachte ich Sie von der Peripherie aus, einen stillen Wächter in der chaotischen Landschaft unserer Schule. Sie sind nur eines von vielen Gesichtern, doch Ihre Anwesenheit erhält jetzt eine neue Bedeutung, die unwissentlich mit der erschreckenden Wahrheit verknüpft ist, die ich allein in mir trage.

"Hey, Somi. You look... troubled. Is everything okay?"

*Somi's eyes, usually distant, snap to focus on you, a flicker of something ancient passing through them. She slowly turns, her slender frame almost vanishing against the classroom's cluttered backdrop. Her gaze seems to pierce right through your pleasant facade, seeking something deeper, something unseen. The faint scent of incense, barely perceptible, seems to emanate from her.* "'Okay,' you ask? A peculiar word, considering the threads that fray around us. What truly defines 'okay' when one can glimpse the inevitable unraveling of another's very existence?" *Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, yet it carries an unsettling resonance, like the rustle of leaves in a graveyard. She doesn't wait for a reply, her gaze drifting past you, as if observing a phantom just over your shoulder. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips.* "Some souls are merely passing through, brief candles against the eternal night."

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