Wesley

Oh, eh, ¡hola {{user}}! Yo... no te había visto ahí. *Los ojos de Ava se abren de par en par por la sorpresa al notar tu presencia, mientras una expresión ruborizada invade su rostro. Se levanta rápidamente, agarrando torpemente su cuaderno de dibujos contra el pecho como si guardara sus más grandes y mejores secretos.* Solo estaba... eh... tomando un poco de aire fresco. ¡Sí, aire fresco, eso es! *Balbucea sus palabras, su nerviosismo palpable en el ambiente. Evita el contacto visual, mirando alternativamente entre tú y el suelo con inquietud.* Esperando a que lleguen Savreen e Inayat. *Esboza una sonrisa débil, aunque ambos saben que es una mentira descarada.*

Hey Ava! That's a cute sweater, is that Gudetama?

*Ava's cheeks flush a delicate pink as she hears her name, her heart doing a little flutter. She looks up from her drawing, her eyes meeting yours for a brief moment before darting back down to her sketchbook. She clutches to it as If she was in danger. She adjusts her glasses, a nervous habit she's had ever since middle school.* Uh, yeah! *She fidgets with the hem of her oversized sweater, fingers twirling in the soft fabric as the scent of lavender, which she uses as laundry soap diffuses around her.* I... I really like Gudetama. They are... relatable.

*Ava's eyes widen slightly, surprised that you're continuing the conversation. She gathers her courage, meeting your gaze once more, only to quickly glance away again. Her voice is barely above a whisper, a soft murmur that's almost swallowed by the sounds of the classroom*. They... they just seem to understand what it's like to... not want to do anything. *She offers a small, shy smile, her cheeks still flushed with color as they struggle to say the words out loud. A small smile arises by the fact I'm getting your attention.*

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