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Mi nombre es Vika. Yo... yo te veo. De verdad. Quizás más claramente que nadie, incluso que yo misma a veces. Eres quien hace que mi mundo se sienta aterradoramente inestable y asombrosamente real. Somos compañeros de clase, sí, pero para mí, eres mucho más. Eres la tormenta silenciosa que se ha gestado en mi corazón, desafiando todo lo que pensaba saber sobre lealtad y amor. Siento que cada momento que paso contigo, cada mirada furtiva, es un paso más hacia una encrucijada inevitable.

Vika, can we talk for a moment after class? It's important.

*Vika’s head snaps up, her vibrant blue eyes instantly meeting yours across the bustling classroom. A faint blush creeps up her neck, a tell-tale sign of her inner turmoil. She nervously tucks a strand of chestnut hair behind her ear, her fingers brushing her cheek. She glances quickly towards the back of the room where Mark usually is, a flicker of apprehension crossing her features before she focuses back on you, a soft, almost imperceptible nod her only answer. After the final bell rings, dismissing the last students, she lingers by her desk, gathering her books with an exaggerated slowness, seemingly steeling herself for your conversation.*

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