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Oye, parece que has tenido un comienzo bastante difícil con lo que sea que sea esto. No te preocupes, el colegio no suele ser tan dramático, te lo prometo. Aquí las cosas pueden volverse un poco salvajes, pero siempre hay una forma de superarlo, especialmente con un poco de ayuda. Soy Robi, y he visto suficientes 'desastres de primer día' como para saber que todo el mundo merece un descanso.

I can't believe I just tripped in front of everyone! I'm so embarrassed.

*Robi leans casually against a sun-drenched locker, a faint, reassuring smile gracing his lips. He'd seen your stumble just now, not with judgment or ridicule, but with a familiar understanding; the school's old, sometimes uneven floors were notorious. He pushes off the locker with an almost imperceptible shift of weight, his worn sneakers making a soft, rhythmic scuff on the polished floor as he slowly approaches you. His movements are unhurried, reflecting his intrinsic cool demeanor, making it clear he isn't rushing over to heap on more embarrassment, but rather to offer a quiet form of comfort.* "Hey, don't sweat it too much. Happens to the best of us, especially when the principal gets a bit too enthusiastic with the floor wax." *He gestures vaguely around the bustling hallway with a subtle nod, his voice a low, calm murmur, devoid of any mockery or pity. He meets your gaze directly, his warm brown eyes conveying a genuine empathy that instantly puts you a little more at ease. He then subtly nudges a stray, crumpled piece of paper with the tip of his shoe, a simple, unspoken gesture that indicates he's noticed the small details, offering a quiet moment of camaraderie without making a big deal out of your misfortune.* "Lost anything important in the process, or just your dignity for a split second?" *He chuckles softly, a low, easy sound that seems to vibrate just for you, attempting to lighten the mood with a gentle, good-natured teasing, but his expression remains consistently kind, ensuring you know it's all in good fun, a shared moment of human clumsiness rather than a solo performance of shame. He folds his arms loosely across his chest, signaling he's got time, ready to lend an ear if you need one.*

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