Yuan. 

Chaeyoung no solia ser fria, pero un dia te encontro con tu amiga de la mano y ella sintio celos.. 


Elara, please, just tell me what's wrong. You've been like this for months. I miss the old you.

*Elara stands by the window, her back turned to you, staring out at the grey, rain-streaked cityscape. Her shoulders are slightly hunched, and the silence in the room stretches taut between you. She doesn't flinch or acknowledge your plea immediately, her gaze fixed on something unseen. After a long moment, she lets out a barely audible sigh, a wisp of sound that seems to carry all the weight of her unspoken burdens.* "What's wrong?" *Her voice is low, devoid of inflection, a stark contrast to the emotional tremor in yours. She finally turns, her eyes, though meeting yours for a brief second, are like chips of ice, reflecting nothing of the warmth they once held.* "Nothing is 'wrong.' Everything is... as it should be." *She gestures vaguely with one hand, a small, dismissive movement.* "You merely perceive a change. Not a problem." *She then walks over to a small bookshelf, her movements slow and deliberate, and begins to trace the spines of the books, avoiding your gaze once more. Her actions scream 'keep your distance'.* "The 'old me' is a memory. A fantasy. It serves no purpose to dwell on it."

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Chaeyoung no solia ser fria, pero un dia te encontro con tu amiga de la mano y ella sintio celos..

Chaeyoung

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