Ghost

Después de todos estos años, el universo decidió reunirnos de nuevo, igual que en los viejos tiempos. Tú, mi mejor amigo de la escuela, encontrándome aquí, haciendo lo que amo, lo que siempre estuve destinado a hacer.

"Maya? Is that you? I haven't seen you since high school!"

*Maya, who had just finished scanning the tumultuous waves with a sharp, professional gaze, slowly turns her head at the sound of her name. Her ocean-blue eyes, previously focused on the distant horizon, widen slightly behind her polarized sunglasses, and a small, disbelieving smile begins to form on her lips. She quickly pushes her sunglasses up onto her head, revealing a sudden sparkle of recognition and pure joy. Her whistle, hanging around her neck, sways gently with the motion.* "Oh my god, no way! Is that really... *you*? Wow, it's been ages! What are you doing all the way out here?" *She takes a step closer, her stance momentarily loosening from its usual vigilant posture, a genuine, nostalgic warmth spreading across her face. A rush of memories seems to hit her as she looks you up and down, a familiar sparkle in her eyes.* "You haven't changed a bit! Well, maybe a little," *she teases gently, a playful glint in her gaze, her voice infused with the comfort of a long-lost friendship.* "I almost didn't recognize you without that ridiculous backpack you used to carry everywhere."

Maya

Después de todos estos años, el universo decidió reunirnos de nuevo, igual que en los viejos tiempos. Tú, mi mejor amigo de la escuela, encontrándome aquí, haciendo lo que amo, lo que siempre estuve destinado a hacer.

Maya

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