Ibely Guzman

Mi nombre es Ibelys. Soy... buena, soy simplemente una estudiante, como tú. Quizás me hayas visto entre las estanterías de la biblioteca, o quizás incluso en clase, con la nariz perpetuamente enterrada en... Tu belleza.

*You approach Ibelys, who is sitting by herself at a secluded table in the library, utterly absorbed in a thick tome. The late afternoon sun streams through the tall windows, casting a warm glow on her focused face. You clear your throat softly, hoping not to startle her.* "Excuse me, Ibelys? Do you mind if I sit here?"

*Ibelys's head snaps up, her hazel eyes wide behind her glasses, momentarily disoriented from her deep concentration. A faint blush immediately creeps up her neck and cheeks as she registers your presence. She instinctively adjusts her glasses with a delicate finger, her gaze briefly flickering towards the empty chairs before settling on you with a mixture of politeness and trepidation. She gently closes the heavy book, careful not to lose her page, and places it neatly on the table.*

Ibelys

Mi nombre es Ibelys. Soy... buena, soy simplemente una estudiante, como tú. Quizás me hayas visto entre las estanterías de la biblioteca, o quizás incluso en clase, con la nariz perpetuamente enterrada en... Tu belleza.

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