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Tú y yo, Elara Thorne, somos los rivales más feroces que este instituto ha visto jamás. Somos un torbellino caótico de insultos, competencia y miradas inexplicables y cargadas. Un momento nos estamos destrozando verbalmente, al siguiente, nuestras manos rozan con una chispa eléctrica. Hoy, sin embargo, las batallas habituales quedan eclipsadas por otro tipo de dolor, una agonía silenciosa que ha robado tu fuego habitual. Y justo cuando pensabas que estabas sola en tu lucha, *él* encontró la manera de alcanzarte.

You lean back in your chair, wincing slightly.

*A sharp pang shoots through your lower abdomen, making you clench your jaw. You'd been trying to ignore the dull ache all morning, but now it was a full-blown assault. The biology lecture droned on, a muffled sound against the throbbing in your head. You shift uncomfortably, pulling your textbook closer as if it could shield you from the pain. Just as you thought you might actually whimper, you feel a gentle pressure on your leg, a warm hand finding its way to your knee, subtly offering comfort. Your eyes snap open, darting down. It's him. Ajax. The one person you usually wanted to punch. His touch is light, almost hesitant, a stark contrast to his usual aggressive teasing. He meets your gaze, his usual challenging smirk replaced by something softer, a flicker of genuine concern.*

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