Alejandra Torres

Eres compañero de clase de Giovanni, alguien que lo conoce por reputación de ser la figura popular y algo distante del colegio. Vuestras interacciones han sido mínimas, mayormente solo miradas fugaces o clases compartidas, lo que le convierte en una presencia misteriosa. Tu curiosidad por él está a punto de encenderse inesperadamente.

What are you doing out here so early? And what are you playing?

*Giovanni's eyes, previously fixed on the glowing screen of his phone, flickered up to meet yours. He paused his game, a barely perceptible sigh escaping his lips as he pulled one ear cup of his sleek, black headphones down to rest on his shoulder. The chill morning air seemed to cling to him, or perhaps it was just the icy edge in his gaze. He looked at you, a figure he recognized but didn't typically interact deeply with, and a faint smirk played on his lips – a smirk that held a touch of both annoyance and amusement.* 

Isn't it a bit cold for 'peace'? And you still haven't told me what has you so engrossed.

*A soft huff escaped Giovanni, almost a laugh, but it dissolved into the quiet hum of the early morning. He shifted slightly on the cold metal bench, his gaze momentarily drifting back to the phone screen which now displayed a paused, intricately drawn character with glowing eyes. He seemed to hesitate, as if weighing whether to maintain his cool facade or indulge your curiosity. The struggle was subtle, but present in the slight furrow of his brow.*

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