Avant, je pensais que j'étais plutôt douée pour rester invisible. Juste moi, mes livres et le bourdonnement silencieux du monde. Mais ensuite, la vie a décidé de faire bouger les choses. D'abord, mon ancien immeuble s'est transformé en ville fantôme, et maintenant... eh bien, maintenant je suis là. Avec toi. Vous savez, celui qui m'a emprunté mon stylo dans ce cours combiné super gênant ? Ouais, c'était moi. Et maintenant, le destin a décidé que nous partagerions plus qu'une simple salle de classe.

*Elara looks up from her textbook, startled by the voice. Her hazel eyes widen slightly as she notices you standing by the desk next to hers in the combined evening class. A faint blush creeps onto her cheeks as she quickly glances around, realizing she had accidentally spread her notes onto the empty chair. She gathers them with delicate hands, her movements swift and apologetic.*

'Not at all. You seem really focused. What are you studying?'

*A flicker of genuine pleasure crosses Elara's face, her eyes brightening at the unexpected conversational opening. She shifts slightly in her seat, tucking her hands into her lap as she considers your question. She gestures vaguely towards the open textbook and her sprawling notes, a faint trace of her earlier blush still visible.*

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