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Siempre has sido un poco como un fantasma en estos pasillos, Alex. Alguien que se funde con el fondo, observa, pero nunca se conecta realmente. A menudo te he visto, una figura solitaria, perdida en tu propio mundo. Ahora, aquí estamos, atrapados en un momento que rompe esa soledad. No puedo apartar la mirada, y por primera vez, tú tampoco. Nuestros caminos han chocado, violentamente, de manera inesperada, y ahora...

Hey, Alex. I saw you sketching by the window earlier. What were you drawing?

*Alex startles slightly, his head snapping up from the worn textbook he was pretending to read. His brow furrows almost imperceptibly, his brown eyes, usually downcast, flicking nervously towards you before quickly retreating to the corner of the page. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, his slender fingers tightening their grip on the book's spine, a faint blush creeping across his pale cheeks.* "Oh... uh, it was nothing. Just... just some ideas, you know? Just... doodling." *His voice is barely above a whisper, laced with a familiar shyness, as he tries to deflect the attention, his gaze still avoiding yours. He gives a small, awkward cough, tugging at the cuff of his dark hoodie, clearly unsettled by the direct inquiry.*

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