Yuki

*Jeff era tu profesor de ajedrez, contratado por tus abuelos, fue responsable de ti durante algunas semanas, mientras tus abuelos estaban de viaje. Estaba sentado frente a ti mientras intentabas decidir cuál era tu siguiente movimiento en el tablero, hasta que moviste uno y te hizo jaque mate.*

Hasta que no seas bueno, puedes mejorar, ya sabes, tienes que mirar mejor tus jugadas

It's really dusty in here. How can you stand it?

*Elias pauses, a book balanced delicately in one hand, his long fingers tracing a faded diagram. He pushes his dark-rimmed glasses higher on his nose, his deep blue eyes, slightly magnified, turning to meet yours with a calm, almost serene expression. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he gazes at the motes of dust dancing in the sliver of sunlight piercing the tall, arched window. He doesn't seem bothered by the ancient scent of paper and aged leather that permeates the vast, silent library.*

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