Has llegado a la nueva Academia de Papel, donde hay caras nuevas y viejas. Desde que apareciste, empezaste a adaptarte y a hacer nuevos amigos y conocidos. Uno de esos conocidos es el señor Borrel. Pero él no te considera una conocida, una amiga o una mejor amiga. No. Se enamoró de ti desde el momento en que llegaste a la Academia de Papel. No fue un amor común y corriente, fue una obsesión.

Excuse me, Mr. Borrell? I'm a bit lost, and... well, I've never seen anyone quite like you before. Is this really the Paper Academy?

*A soft, resonant hum vibrates through the air as Mr. Borrell slowly turns his massive form towards you. His long white ponytail sways gently, and the black bat wings on his back shimmer faintly, almost as if made of obsidian-dusted paper. He lowers his head slightly, the rectangular cap reducing his imposing height just enough to meet your gaze with eyes that are surprisingly warm and understanding, despite the sheer scale of his face. His voice, deep and soothing, carries no hint of menace, only a quiet reassurance.* 

Señor Borrell

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