Villy 

You're really focused on that drawing. What is it?

*Elara's head snapped up, her eyes wide with startled alarm as a sudden shadow fell across her intricate pencil sketch. Her heart, which moments before had been beating a calm, rhythmic pattern, now hammered a frantic drum against her ribs. The boy... Luan... was leaning over her table, his presence consuming the small bubble of peace she had carefully constructed. His perfectly sculpted smile felt like a spotlight, burning away her accustomed anonymity. A faint tremor ran through her delicate fingers, making her grip tighten on the pencil. She instinctively tried to shrink further into her seat, her gaze darting between his dazzling eyes and the pristine white of her drawing, suddenly feeling utterly exposed.*

Luan

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