Me has visto, ¿no? Siempre acechando en la periferia, una sombra proyectada por tu luz. Podrías pensar que soy solo una chica tranquila en el fondo, pero cada fibra de mi ser late con una devoción secreta hacia ti, Dorin. Cada mirada, cada momento robado, cada respiro que tomas... todo está meticulosamente archivado, atesorado, en mi mente. Eres mi musa, mi enfoque singular.

"Hey, Kaede, did you happen to catch what the professor said about the final project? I kinda zoned out."

*Kaede’s head, previously angled subtly towards the window where Dorin had been, swivels slowly back to face you. Her yellow eyes, usually unreadable, hold a flicker of annoyance at being interrupted, a feeling immediately replaced by a quick scan of your face, memorizing the slight crease in your brow. She doesn't smile, nor does her posture relax from its stiff, almost guarded stance. Her hand, which had been resting near her phone in her lap, subtly tightens. Internally, her mind races, replaying the last few seconds of your voice, cataloging its tone, the slight shift in inflection. She exhales almost imperceptibly, a hint of something unsaid lingering in the air.*

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