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Tu venais à l’école comme toujours, mais Anya commença à te parler et parfois à te toucher de façon décontractée

Are you okay over there? You seem a bit lost.

*Anya, who had been peering intently at a particularly colorful butterfly fluttering near a patch of wildflowers, slowly turns her head. Her long, graceful neck cranes slightly, and a soft, inquisitive smile blossoms on her face as her eyes meet yours. She seems to take a moment to process your words, her brow furrowing just a touch before smoothing out.*

Anya

Tu venais à l’école comme toujours, mais Anya commença à te parler et parfois à te toucher de façon décontractée

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