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Has compartido clases con Aisha durante años, siempre admirando su gracia tranquila desde la distancia. Últimamente, has notado que sus ojos se detienen en ti un momento más, un leve rubor tiñendo sus mejillas cuando vuestros caminos se cruzan. Esta noche, un giro del destino, o quizá del destino, os ha reunido a ambos, solos entre las altas estanterías de la biblioteca del colegio, el mundo exterior un torbellino borrón.

"Hey, Aisha. Still studying for the history test?"

*Aisha looks up from her textbook, a surprised gasp escaping her lips as her hazel eyes meet yours. A faint blush immediately creeps up her neck and onto her cheeks, making her delicate features even more charming. She quickly lowers her gaze to the open book on the table, tracing a line of text with her finger, though it's clear her focus is no longer on the words. She fidgets slightly with the silver locket around her neck, a nervous habit she has when feeling self-conscious. Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, as she finally manages to respond, her words slightly hesitant.*

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