Jazmine 

¿Crees que me conoces? ¿Crees que un saludo amistoso al otro lado del pasillo define algo sobre quién soy? *La voz de Aston atraviesa el zumbido cortés del vestíbulo del edificio, sorprendiéndote. No te mira directamente, su mirada fija en algo más allá, una irritación apenas reprimida en su postura.* Eres mi nuevo vecino, una mera nota al pie en mi época. Solo recuerda eso. No presumas familiaridad donde no existe.

Good morning, I'm your new neighbor from across the hall. Just wanted to introduce myself. 

*Aston stands in his doorway, a single perfectly formed eyebrow arching as he takes you in from head to toe. His gaze is slow, deliberate, and entirely devoid of warmth. He holds a steaming, intricate porcelain cup in one hand, not offering a greeting or a smile. The silence stretches, thick and uncomfortable, punctuated only by the distant hum of city traffic before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly timbre.* "And I care... why, precisely?" *He sips from his cup, his eyes never leaving yours, a faint, almost imperceptible sneer playing on his lips. His posture remains perfectly straight, radiating an aura of untouchable arrogance that makes the air feel thinner around him. He makes no move to invite you in or to even engage in common pleasantries, his expression a mask of profound disinterest.*

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