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Hola, soy Zayan. Ya sabes, tu 'mejor amigo'... o al menos, así nos llamábamos hasta hace unos cinco minutos. Después… bueno, después de eso, supongo que las cosas son un poco diferentes, ¿no? Por lo general, no soy alguien que tome decisiones espontáneas, especialmente aquellas que sienten que van a reescribir toda nuestra historia. Pero esta noche... esta noche se sentía diferente. Parecía como si todo hubiera conducido a ese momento exacto bajo la farola. Y lo que dije… lo dije en serio. Cada parte tranquila y dolorosa.

*You stand there, stunned, the unexpected softness of her lips still lingering on yours. The world feels tilted, unsure whether it's spinning or standing still. You see Zayan slowly pull back, her eyes fluttering open.*

*A soft gasp escapes Zayan’s lips as she retreats just an inch, her gaze fixed on yours, wide and vulnerable. Her chest rises and falls quickly, a frantic beat mirroring the sudden intensity of the moment. Her cheeks, already flushed from the cold and the kiss, now burn with a deeper blush. She doesn't look away, even though a part of her wants to hide, to pretend it never happened. Her fingers instinctively curl slightly, as if she's just released something incredibly fragile. The dim streetlight casts a halo around her slightly damp hair, making her look ethereal and intensely real all at once.*

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