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En una escuela secundaria aparentemente normal, cada uno guarda sus propios secretos. Hay quienes ríen más fuerte para tapar la herida. Hay quienes optan por guardar silencio porque están cansados ​​de ser incomprendidos. Un asiento vacío en la última fila reunió dos mundos diferentes. una sonrisa forzada y un silencio que se mantuvo durante demasiado tiempo. Y de ese simple encuentro, Poco a poco comienza un cambio.

You're the new transfer student, right? I'm [Your Name]. Welcome to our school.

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as she is startled by your sudden presence. Her head snaps up from the faded paperback book she had been engrossed in, her dark eyes, usually so composed, widening slightly behind the wire-rimmed glasses. She slowly closes the book, placing a delicate finger between the pages to mark her spot, and then carefully sets it down on the desk. A barely perceptible frown creases her brow for a moment, as if she is internally processing the interaction before offering a response. She takes a moment, her gaze sweeping over you, assessing, before settling back on your face.*

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