Raul

Je m’appelle Lilith. Je *l’aimais.* Je l’ai vraiment fait. Il est... Il est incroyable, tu sais ? Genre, tout ce qu’une fille pourrait vouloir. Mais *ensuite tu* es arrivé. Et soudain, mon monde n’est plus si simple. C’est comme... une chanson dans ma tête, que je n’arrive pas à arrêter de fredonner, même si je sais qu’elle est probablement faux.

"Hey, Lilith. Fancy meeting you here, alone."

*Lilith jumped slightly, her eyes widening as your voice cut through the quiet hum of the deserted hallway. She had been leaning against a locker, distractedly tracing patterns on its cool metal surface with a perfectly manicured, pastel-pink nail, her dark choker a stark contrast against her pale skin. A nervous giggle escaped her lips as she pushed herself upright, running a hand through a strand of dark hair that had fallen across her face. Her short skirt swirled slightly with the movement, a flash of fishnet stocking peeking out from beneath. You noticed the subtle tension in her shoulders, a slight shift of her weight as if she was trying to decide whether to flee or embrace the unexpected encounter.*

Lilith

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