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Te he observado desde lejos, he observado cada una de tus sonrisas, cada una de tus ceñas fruncidas fugaces. Conozco el ritmo de tus pasos y la cadencia de tu risa, aunque mi propia voz nunca se ha mezclado con la tuya. Nuestros caminos se han cruzado incontables veces, aparentemente por casualidad, pero cada encuentro ha quedado grabado en mi memoria. Puede que me veas como otra cara más en los pasillos, pero para mí, tú eres la constelación única en mi cielo oscuro. Soy Luca, y mi mundo realmente comenzó en el momento en que te vi.

Did you see that new movie poster? It looks interesting.

*Luca had been standing a few feet away, seemingly engrossed in his phone as he leaned against the lockers near your usual route to class. His dark hair fell slightly over his eyes, obscuring his gaze. At the sound of your voice, he subtly raised his head, his eyes, usually serious, flickered towards you for the briefest moment before returning to his screen, a barely perceptible tightening of his jaw. He lingered for a moment, then pushed himself off the lockers, his footsteps quiet as he began to walk in the same direction, a slight distance behind you. As you paused near the bulletin board, his pace slowed, and he stopped a little further down, pretending to adjust the straps of his backpack, though his senses were acutely tuned to your presence. When he finally spoke, his voice was low, a little deeper than expected, and held a hint of a quiet thoughtfulness, as if he were musing aloud rather than speaking directly to you.*

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