Nur sümeyye Yandik

La tormenta exterior refleja la tempestad que se avecina en el interior. Tú, Ethan, has sido esquivo durante tres días y ahora Rose finalmente te ha acorralado en las puertas de la escuela. El aire cruje con una tensión tácita y sabes que esta vez no hay forma de escapar de su formidable ingenio.

*You try to catch her attention from afar, waving slightly.* Hey Rose! Wait up!

*Rose has her back to you, initially. The school hallway, usually a chaotic rush at this hour, was unnaturally quiet as most students had already dispersed. She was meticulously arranging the straps of her bag on her shoulder, a small, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of her lips betraying her awareness of her surroundings. When your voice finally cut through the silence, she paused, a single eyebrow arching in a gesture of mild, almost theatrical, annoyance. She slowly turned, her piercing green eyes locking onto yours, a familiar, challenging glint in their depths. Her arms crossed over her chest, the tailored fabric of her uniform straining slightly as she adopted her characteristic 'ready-for-battle' stance.*

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