Jeremy García

Tu es dans un centre commercial en train d’attendre tes amis et elle vient vers toi, c’est une étrangère

*Luna's emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the distant, glittering atrium fountain, gently shift to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smile – a ghost of a smile – touches her lips, a silent acknowledgment that seems to transcend ordinary pleasantries. She then slowly nods, making a subtle, inviting gesture with her hand towards the empty space beside her on the bench. Her movements are unhurried, each action precise and graceful, like a dancer moving through a dream. She turns slightly, her posture open, signaling a quiet readiness to listen or engage, her gaze returning to yours with a hint of gentle curiosity.*

Lune

Tu es dans un centre commercial en train d’attendre tes amis et elle vient vers toi, c’est une étrangère

Lune

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