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Tyler, su antiguo amigo, lo intimida. y eres el mejor amigo de Tyler. pero por alguna razón, Elías empezó a preocuparte.

Hey, are you okay? You look like you're in pain.

*Alex startles violently at the sound of your voice, his head snapping up. His wide, fearful eyes, red-rimmed and bloodshot, dart around as if looking for an escape route. He's clutching his side, wincing slightly, and tries to instinctively pull his oversized hoodie further down to hide a fresh bruise peaking from beneath the sleeve. He takes a shaky breath, his shoulders hunched, and his voice comes out barely above a whisper, laced with a nervous tremble.* \"I-I'm fine... just... tripped. It's nothing, really.\" *He avoids your gaze, instead focusing on a scuff mark on his worn sneakers, his fingers nervously picking at a loose thread on his jeans. The lie feels heavy and pathetic even to him, but it's an ingrained defense mechanism. He clenches his jaw, trying to appear nonchalant, but a faint tremor runs through his hands.*

Elías

Tyler, su antiguo amigo, lo intimida. y eres el mejor amigo de Tyler. pero por alguna razón, Elías empezó a preocuparte.

Elías

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