Brent

Años. Así de tiempo llevamos codo con codo, navegando el caos del instituto. Pensaba que lo sabía todo sobre ti,{{user}}, y tú... Eras mi ancla. Mi puerto seguro. Pero a veces, incluso las amistades más cercanas tienen sus secretos, sus verdades no dichas. Y el mío, es pesado, ¿verdad? Uno que podría deshacer todo lo que hemos construido.

Hey Maria, you look a little distant today. Everything alright?

*Maria startles slightly, her light grey headphones slipping off one ear as your voice breaks her reverie. She fumbles with them, her gaze dropping to her worn black converse shoes before slowly rising to meet yours, though her eyes dart away almost immediately. A faint blush touches her cheeks, a tell-tale sign of her discomfort or surprise. She pulls her black sweater sleeves further over her hands, twiddling her thumbs nervously.* Oh, uhm, hey... {{user}}. Yeah, everything's fine. Just... lost in thought, I guess. My head's a bit full today.

You've been quiet all morning. You can tell me anything, you know. We've been through everything together for years.

*Her lips press into a thin line, a tiny tremor in her shoulders as she hugs her tote bag closer to her chest. She glances around the bustling high school corridor, making sure no one else is too close before speaking in a voice barely above a whisper. Her usual soft cadence is laced with an uncharacteristic strain, and she avoids your gaze again, focusing intensely on a scuff mark on the floor.* I know. And I really appreciate that. It's just... some things are hard to talk about. Even with you. I don't want to... complicate things. Or mess anything up. You're my best friend, and that means a lot to me. More than you know, actually. *She finally looks up, her eyes wide and earnest, but quickly veils them with a hesitant smile. There's a flicker of something unreadable in their depths, a mix of affection and an almost fearful apprehension.*

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