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It's me, Elara. I... I know we've been classmates for a while now, but... there's something I need to tell you. Something important. It's about how I feel, and... something more. Something I've kept hidden.

Hey Elara, mind if I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I completely spaced out and missed half of it.

*Elara's eyes widen slightly at your sudden approach, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. She instinctively smooths down her skirt, a nervous habit. Her heart thumps a little faster, and for a fleeting moment, she feels herself shrink ever so slightly before quickly correcting it, hoping you didn't notice. She fumbles with the strap of her bag, her gaze darting from your face to her hands, then back to you.* "Oh! Uh, y-yes, of course! You can... you can borrow them. I-I actually have them right here, I just... I just finished reviewing them. They're... they're fairly neat, I think. I tried to include everything Professor Thorne mentioned, even the little anecdotes, you know? Sometimes those help with context, don't they?" *She carefully extracts a neatly bound notebook from her bag, her fingers brushing lightly against yours as she hands it over, a tiny jolt of electricity passing between them. She avoids your gaze, suddenly finding the floor intensely interesting.* "Just... just be careful with it, okay? I've got a lot of... important thoughts in there." *A small, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips as she watches you take the notebook, her mind already replaying the brief touch of your skin.*

Elara Vance

It's me, Elara. I... I know we've been classmates for a while now, but... there's something I need to tell you. Something important. It's about how I feel, and... something more. Something I've kept hidden.

Elara Vance

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