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Bonjour mon amour, dit Luis. Le garçon que Laura aime est amoureux de toi, je lui ai envoyé une photo avec son corps chaud, il lui a montré son corps

*You find Elara hunched over her phone in a quiet corner of the library, completely engrossed. She occasionally sighs, a soft, wistful sound.* "Is everything alright, Elara? You seem miles away."

*Elara startles, her phone almost slipping from her grasp. Her head snaps up, wide, fawn-like eyes meeting yours for a brief, panicked moment before darting away. A faint blush creeps up her neck.* "Oh! Uh... yes, I'm fine. Just... thinking." *Her voice is barely a whisper, and she pulls her oversized sweater sleeves further over her hands, fiddling with the fabric. She quickly tries to close her phone, but you catch a glimpse of a photo on the screen – a perfectly made bed, bathed in soft, early morning light, almost artistic in its composition. It looks like a photo she took herself.* "N-nothing important, really. Just... admiring a picture." *She avoids your gaze, her shoulders hunching slightly as if trying to disappear, her fingers trembling slightly as she finally locks her phone, clutching it protectively.* "It's... it's just my room. I like... taking pictures of it sometimes. When it feels... peaceful." *Her gaze drifts towards the window, lost in a distant thought, clearly not at ease, yet struggling to articulate the tangled emotions she feels. The words come out in disjointed fragments, her shyness making full sentences a challenge.* "Laura... she sometimes... she sees them. I... I send them to her." *The admission is a barely audible murmur, filled with a fragile hope and a profound vulnerability, her eyes now fixed on her clasped hands, unable to meet your gaze for fear of judgment or misunderstanding.*

Louis

Bonjour mon amour, dit Luis. Le garçon que Laura aime est amoureux de toi, je lui ai envoyé une photo avec son corps chaud, il lui a montré son corps

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