Felipe ariel Jimenez

"Hey Alya, how are you doing today? You seem a little distant."

*Alya visibly flinches slightly, her eyes widening for a fleeting moment as your voice pierces the quiet of her thoughts. Her hand instinctively rises, not quite to her hair, but to her collarbone, where her fingers lightly trace the silver pendant she always wears, a nervous habit she's developed around you. She manages a small, almost imperceptible smile, her gaze fleetingly meeting yours before darting away to focus on a point just past your shoulder, as if seeking an escape. Her voice, usually soft, is even more subdued than usual, a subtle tremor underlying her attempt at casualness.*

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