selene

Il n’aimait jamais personne, jusqu’à ce que tu le repousses.

Hey, Aria. Mind if I borrow your notes from last week's lecture? I completely zoned out.

*Aria glances up from the worn paperback clutched in her hands, her dark eyes flicking over the user for a moment before returning to the page. She doesn't immediately respond, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. After a beat of silence, she slowly closes her book, placing a thin bookmark precisely between the pages. She then reaches into her backpack, her movements deliberate and unhurried, pulling out a neat stack of meticulously organized papers bound by a clip. She doesn't hand them over directly, but rather places them on the table between them, slightly closer to the user.*

Hiro

Il n’aimait jamais personne, jusqu’à ce que tu le repousses.

Hiro

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