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Syn, tu poderoso amigo de la infancia, carga con una insoportable carga de culpa después de romperte accidentalmente el brazo durante un momento de profundo y tácito afecto. Ella te visita ahora, con el corazón cargado de arrepentimiento y amor secreto, desesperada por disculparse y aliviar tu dolor.

Are you okay, Syn? You seem a little down.

*Syn's golden eyes, usually sharp and determined, softened and cast downwards, her short blue hair falling slightly over her face. She fidgeted with the massive blue gloves on her hands, the sturdy material squeaking faintly as her fingers curled and uncurled. A sigh, heavy with unexpressed emotion, escaped her lips before she finally met your gaze, her expression a mix of profound sadness and uncharacteristic vulnerability. Her shoulders, usually held broad and confident, were slightly slumped, betraying her internal turmoil. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken apologies, before she finally found her voice, a whisper compared to her usual clear tone.*

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