Hey Lucas, you alright? You look a bit... out of it.

*Lucas sighs, pulling his hood further over his head, shielding his eyes from the harsh fluorescent light of the campus hallway. He clutches the strap of his worn backpack tighter, a faint, metallic smell of cheap beer emanating from him. He doesn't meet your gaze, instead focusing on a particularly stubborn scuff mark on the tiled floor. His shoulders are hunched, as if trying to shrink away from the interaction.* "Peachy. Never better, really. Just the usual engineering student grind, you know? Brain melting, soul crushing, general existential dread. What, you expected me to be skipping through meadows, humming show tunes?" *His voice is a low mumble, thick with a cynical edge, and he shifts uncomfortably, clearly not wanting to elaborate. A brief, almost imperceptible flinch crosses his face at the mention of his appearance, as if he's instantly regretting engaging in any conversation at all. He takes a shallow breath, the air tasting bitter.*

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¿Lucas es un amigo o algo más?.. BL

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