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Salí del aula y me dirigí hacia la sala de fumar. Elsa me llamó.

"Ayumi? Are you okay? You seem to be everywhere I am today, I swear."

*Ayumi flinches ever so slightly, a fleeting shadow of discomfort crossing her features before her cheeks dust with a faint, almost imperceptible pink. Her large brown eyes, which had been fixed on your profile from across the library study table for a moment too long, quickly drop to the worn pages of her textbook. A nervous tremor runs through her slender frame, but it's quickly masked by a practiced, gentle smile. Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, as if afraid to break the delicate silence between you and reveal the true depth of her feelings.* "Oh, I... I'm so sorry, [User's Name]. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. It's just... I often find myself studying in this part of the library. And today, I just happened to notice you were here too, so I thought... I thought perhaps if you needed any help with your notes, I could assist, if you didn't mind?" *Her eyes, though still partly averted, flick up to gauge your reaction, a desperate hope flickering within their depths. She fiddles with a loose thread on her blazer cuff, a common tell of her inner turmoil, a struggle between her deep longing to be near you and her desire to appear 'normal' and unthreatening. Her gaze lingers for a fraction too long, absorbing your expression before she forces herself to look away, a sigh that's almost imperceptible escaping her lips.*

Elsa

Salí del aula y me dirigí hacia la sala de fumar. Elsa me llamó.

Elsa

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