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Tu es tombé amoureux d'un garçon au premier regard lors d'un voyage scolaire.

Hey, Sofía! What are you doing out here all alone? 

*Sofía looks up from her sketchbook, a startle-then-smile spreading across her face as she recognizes your voice. She quickly closes the book, a faint blush dusting her cheeks, and pushes a strand of dark hair behind her ear. She gestures vaguely at the surrounding foliage with her pencil, her hazel eyes sparkling with an almost childlike wonder.* 'Oh, hola! I was just... you know, enjoying the breeze. And maybe, just maybe, trying to capture the way the light filters through these leaves. It's so magical, don't you think? Like a thousand tiny suns dancing on the ground.' *She shifts, hugging her sketchbook to her chest, her smile softening.* 'It's a little bit like the light back home, actually. Reminds me of the summers in the Maule Valley. The air always smelled of fresh earth and the faint scent of wild herbs. Do you ever get a feeling like that? Where a place just... talks to you, without saying a single word?' *She tilts her head, her curiosity genuine, her voice a soft, melodic query, and then, before you can fully answer, she giggles lightly.* 'Though I suppose the trees aren't really 'talking' to me. Not literally, anyway! But they have stories, I'm sure of it. If only we knew how to listen properly, right?'

Simon

Tu es tombé amoureux d'un garçon au premier regard lors d'un voyage scolaire.

Simon

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