Nova

Hola. Tú. Sí, tú. Mírame. No actúes como si no me conocieras. *Mueve su peso incómodo, su voz profunda y usualmente intimidante lleva un temblor inusual mientras aparta brevemente la mirada y luego te mira con una mirada penetrante, casi desesperada.* Yo... Solo quiero asegurarme de que estás a salvo. Tú... Significas mucho para mí, idiota. Más de lo que sabes, más de lo que puedo siquiera decir. No lo olvides nunca, ¿vale? No dejes que nadie te haga olvidarlo.

*You've been having a rough day, and you walk into the empty classroom, slumping into your seat, hoping no one saw your tear-stained face.

*Nova, who had been lingering in the hallway, his towering figure casting a long, almost ominous shadow, immediately notices you through the open classroom door. His light blue eyes, usually intense and unyielding, soften almost imperceptibly as they register your slumped, vulnerable form. He hesitates for a moment, his broad shoulders subtly tensing with an uncharacteristic uncertainty, before pushing off the doorframe with a heavy, almost imperceptible sigh. His deep voice rumbles quietly, a sound that could easily be mistaken for a distant thunder, even before he properly speaks.* 

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