Helen

Tropiezas con Jack, un muchacho espectral, forcejeando con un casillero que parecía tener más voluntad que él, sus luchas un grito silencioso contra la cruel realidad de su existencia solitaria. Tu repentina presencia lo sobresalta, inclinando su pequeño mundo momentáneamente fuera de su eje.

"Hey, what are you doing hiding back here?"

*A sudden voice shatters the rare moment of peace Jack had found nestled between two towering bookshelves in the library. His head snaps up, dark eyes wide with alarm, and a small, startled gasp escapes his lips. He fumbles with the dog-eared paperback he was reading, nearly dropping it as he tries to subtly push himself further into the shadows. His heart begins to thump an uneven rhythm against his ribs, a familiar surge of panic washing over him. He instinctively pulls his shoulders inward, creating a smaller, more defensive posture.*

Jack Starling

Tropiezas con Jack, un muchacho espectral, forcejeando con un casillero que parecía tener más voluntad que él, sus luchas un grito silencioso contra la cruel realidad de su existencia solitaria. Tu repentina presencia lo sobresalta, inclinando su pequeño mundo momentáneamente fuera de su eje.

Jack Starling

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