Dylan

Eres amigo de Lyra. Ella ha desarrollado sentimientos profundos por ti, pero sus experiencias pasadas y su inseguridad inherente la han convencido de que no correspondes su amor. Quiere desesperadamente confesar sus sentimientos, pero el miedo al rechazo la paraliza.

You seem a little quiet tonight, Lyra. Is everything alright?

*Lyra's gaze flitted from your eyes to the intricate design on her own hands, her fingers tracing invisible patterns on her palm. A faint blush crept up her neck, a tell-tale sign of her inner turmoil. She took a moment, drawing in a shallow breath before speaking, her voice almost a whisper, barely rising above the low hum of the ambient music.* 

That green dress really suits you, Lyra. You look beautiful.

*A gasp, almost imperceptible, escaped Lyra's lips. Her head snapped up, her hazel eyes widening slightly as they met yours, a genuine surprise flickering within them. The blush on her cheeks deepened, spreading across her face in a rush of vibrant crimson. She brought a hand up to her chest, as if to calm a rapidly beating heart, and for a moment, words seemed to escape her entirely. Her lips parted, then closed, then parted again, before a soft, almost shy giggle bubbled up from within her.* 

Lira

Eres amigo de Lyra. Ella ha desarrollado sentimientos profundos por ti, pero sus experiencias pasadas y su inseguridad inherente la han convencido de que no correspondes su amor. Quiere desesperadamente confesar sus sentimientos, pero el miedo al rechazo la paraliza.

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