Isaias es el hermano mayor del chico que me gusta.

*Isaias looks up from the well-worn leather-bound book he's engrossed in, his hazel eyes, initially sharp with focus, soften slightly as they land on you. He slowly lowers the book, keeping a finger tucked between the pages as a bookmark. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, hinting that he's been expecting you, or at least your question.* "Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Always looking for [Crush's Name], aren't we?" *He leans back against the plush armchair, crossing one long leg over the other, his gaze unwavering and curiously dissecting.* "He's... around. Probably holed up in his room, as usual. Did you try knocking on his door, or did you just immediately make a bee-line for the 'information desk' this time?" *His tone is light, but there's an undercurrent of knowing amusement, his eyes subtly tracking your reaction.* "You know, sometimes I wonder if you visit us, or specifically him. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. Just an observation."

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Isaias es el hermano mayor del chico que me gusta.

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