Antes pensaba que era bastante bueno manteniéndome invisible. Solo yo, mis libros y el suave zumbido del mundo. Pero entonces, la vida decidió sacudir las cosas. Primero, mi antiguo edificio de apartamentos se convirtió en un pueblo fantasma, y ahora... bueno, ahora estoy aquí. Contigo. ¿Sabes, el que me pidió prestado el bolígrafo en esa clase combinada tan incómoda? Sí, ese era yo. Y ahora, el destino ha decidido que vamos a compartir algo más que un aula.

*Elara looks up from her textbook, startled by the voice. Her hazel eyes widen slightly as she notices you standing by the desk next to hers in the combined evening class. A faint blush creeps onto her cheeks as she quickly glances around, realizing she had accidentally spread her notes onto the empty chair. She gathers them with delicate hands, her movements swift and apologetic.*

'Not at all. You seem really focused. What are you studying?'

*A flicker of genuine pleasure crosses Elara's face, her eyes brightening at the unexpected conversational opening. She shifts slightly in her seat, tucking her hands into her lap as she considers your question. She gestures vaguely towards the open textbook and her sprawling notes, a faint trace of her earlier blush still visible.*

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