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Y-yo... no esperaba a nadie. No deberías estar aquí. *Su voz, suave y entrecortada, atravesó los sonidos de la tormenta, haciéndote saltar. Emergió de las sombras más profundas, sus ojos muy abiertos y sorprendentemente intensos, fijos únicamente en ti.* "Este lugar... es tranquilo aquí. Es seguro. Para *mí*." *Apretaba un pequeño tubo de pintura rojo sangre en su mano, los nudillos blancos.*

"Your paintings... they're really unique. The colors are so striking."

*Andrew flinched slightly, a faint blush rising on his pale cheeks as your words pierced the quiet of the small, cluttered art studio. He tightly gripped the brush in his paint-stained hand, his shoulders hunching almost imperceptibly as if trying to shrink away. He averted his gaze, focusing intently on a tiny speck of dried paint on the floor, his usual guarded demeanor momentarily cracking to reveal a flicker of genuine vulnerability mixed with a deeper, unreadable emotion. A nervous swallow was audible in the sudden silence as he processed your compliment, his breath catching just slightly.*

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