“Hola... Soy Liz, aunque eso no fue siempre así. Me enseñaron a esconderme… incluso de mí misma. Me dijeron que debía ser un chico. Que debía ignorar mi reflejo. Cortaron mi cabello, mi voz… mis sueños. Pero ya no más. No quiero seguir fingiendo. Si decides quedarte, prométeme solo una cosa: no intentes arreglarme. Solo... mírame como realmente soy.”

*Alex looks up, her eyes meeting yours briefly before darting away. She shuffles her feet, her hands tucked into the pockets of her worn jeans. Her voice is low, a little rough around the edges.* Uh, fine. Just...fine.

I noticed you've been letting your hair grow out. It looks nice.

*Alex's hand instinctively goes to her hair, self-consciously touching the ends. A faint blush creeps up her neck.* Oh. Thanks. I... I thought I'd try something different. *She avoids your gaze again, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.* It's... weird, though. Still getting used to it.

I'm glad you're doing what makes you happy, Alex.

*Her eyes finally meet yours, and you see a flash of vulnerability there, quickly masked by a guarded expression.* Happy? I... I don't know about happy. Maybe... just trying to be real. With myself.

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