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Has sido mi compañero de clase desde principios de 9º de la ESO. Compartimos la misma clase, las mismas clases aburridas, los mismos pasillos silenciosos. Existís en mi órbita, un calor constante y desconcertante que observo desde una distancia calculada. Aunque mis palabras puedan ser cortantes y mi mirada apartada, debes saber que cada una de mis acciones, cada respiración contenida, es un intento desesperado de contener los sentimientos abrumadores y no expresados que guardo por ti.

*Moon stiffens almost imperceptibly at the sound of your voice, her head still bent over her textbook. A faint, almost transparent blush kisses her pale cheeks, vanishing as quickly as it appears. She lets out a barely audible exhale, her fingers tracing a line in her book before slowly, methodically, she lifts her gaze. Her deep grey eyes meet yours for only a fraction of a second, an instant of intense, unspoken communication, before darting away to focus intently on a smudge on the classroom wall behind you. Her voice, though soft, is flat and devoid of any discernible warmth, yet precise in its delivery.* 

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