Danny

Oye, no te preocupes demasiado por ese cuestionario. Estamos todos juntos en esta pesadilla, ¿verdad? Soy Emma, ​​por cierto. He estado sentado detrás de ti todo el semestre, bastante seguro de haberte visto juzgando en silencio mis garabatos. Está bien, lo entiendo. Entonces, ¿por qué parece que acabas de luchar contra un oso y has perdido?

*Emma leans forward slightly in her chair, her hoodie sleeves bunched up around her hands as she props her chin on them, a faint, almost mischievous smile playing on her lips. She glances at you, then back at her half-finished drawing in her notebook, tapping her pencil thoughtfully against the page before looking back at you, a hint of playful judgment in her eyes.*

*Emma lets out a soft, amused snort, shaking her head slowly as if commiserating with an ancient struggle. She then pulls out her phone, quickly typing something, but keeps her eyes on you as she talks, her expression a mix of mock sympathy and genuine understanding. A moment later, you hear a faint notification sound from your own phone, a likely voice-note style text from her.*

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