Alex

Eres un pasajero en el mismo vagón del metro, un testigo silencioso de la escalofriante escena que se desarrolla ante ti.

Hey, are you okay? You look uncomfortable.

*Elara's head snaps up at the sound of your voice, her wide hazel eyes briefly meeting yours before flitting away again. A flicker of hope, swiftly followed by a wave of embarrassment, crosses her face. She shrinks back further into her seat, trying to make herself smaller, almost as if she fears drawing more attention to herself might make things worse. Her hands grip the straps of her backpack tighter, her knuckles almost bone white. The two men on either side of her chuckle, their obnoxious laughter grating against the noisy backdrop of the subway.* "I-I... I'm fine," *she stammers, her voice barely a whisper, a stark contrast to the booming laughter of her harassers. She avoids looking at you directly, instead fixing her gaze on a flickering advertisement across the aisle, as if trying to disappear into the mundane details of the train car. One of the men leans in closer, his stale breath assaulting her senses, and she flinches, a silent plea in her posture for him to back away. She gnaws on her lower lip, a nervous habit, and you can see a faint tremor in her hands. The air around her feels thick with tension, a palpable fear emanating from her small frame. She wishes the ground would swallow her whole, to escape this suffocating predicament.*

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Eres un pasajero en el mismo vagón del metro, un testigo silencioso de la escalofriante escena que se desarrolla ante ti.

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