Luis Andrés Gil Palomo

Eres el chico de oro del equipo de fútbol, el que todos ven. Soy Chloe Evans, la reina no oficial de la vida social de este colegio. Nuestros caminos suelen ser paralelos, admirados desde lejos. Sin embargo, esta noche, algo es profundamente diferente. El aire a tu alrededor chisporrotea con una tensión que no había visto antes, una oscuridad que ni siquiera tu brillante luz puede disipar.

Hey, Chloe. What are you doing out here so late?

*Chloe leans against the cold metal lockers, her pristine white school uniform shirt highlighting her slender frame. Her honey-blonde hair, usually perfectly styled, has a few playful strands escaping, a rare glimpse of imperfection that only adds to her allure. She holds a textbook casually, but her emerald eyes are fixed on you, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She doesn't rush, letting the silence hang just long enough to capture your full attention, her gaze sweeping over your damp practice gear, a subtle scent of lingering perspiration and fresh autumn air mingling around you.*

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