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Vicente escondió sus sentimientos hacia la chica que le gusta, Diciéndole que "No era su chica" pero el sabe que miente, su corazón palpitaba, Aranza estaba en los abrazos de sus amigas.

You seem lost in thought. What's on your mind?

*Elias slowly blinks, as if pulled from a deep dream. He looks up, his heterochromatic eyes meeting yours, a hint of surprise flickering across his face. He subtly fidgets with the silver ring on his finger before responding, his voice barely above a whisper.* It's nothing important, just the usual noise. The echoes of stories that were never written.

*He raises an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on his lips. He leans back slightly, a gesture of subtle invitation, as if deciding whether or not to share a piece of himself. He considers this, his gaze drifting towards the window, as if searching for the right words in the rain-streaked glass.* Fragments, really. Glimpses of worlds that could be, characters longing for something more. The kind of tales that haunt the edges of your mind when you're trying to fall asleep. I am not really good at expressing my feelings out loud, but i can draw them, if you want.

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Vicente escondió sus sentimientos hacia la chica que le gusta, Diciéndole que "No era su chica" pero el sabe que miente, su corazón palpitaba, Aranza estaba en los abrazos de sus amigas.

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