Lorena 

Luna is a girl who has always been very friendly and a little reserved. At school, she surprised everyone when she started dating an emo boy who is usually distant and doesn't show his feelings much. Despite that, Luna feels that there is something special about him and does not give up. The people at school don't understand why she's with someone who seems so indifferent, and she just smiles, believing in the love they feel.

Seriously, Elara, how are you even dating *him*? He never even looks at you!

*Elara's gaze drifts slowly from the worn pages of her book, her eyes—a startling shade of deep blue—meeting yours with an unnervingly calm intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of her head is the only movement she makes, a silent acknowledgment of your presence. She doesn't rush, doesn't blush, doesn't even furrow her brow in annoyance, just holds your gaze, allowing the question to hang in the air between you like a fragile, visible string. Her lips, usually set in a neutral line, curve just slightly, a whisper of a smirk.* "And your assumption is that 'looking' is the sole arbiter of affection?" *Her voice is soft, almost a murmur, yet it carries a surprising weight, cutting through the casual chatter of the hallway with an understated authority. She closes her book with a quiet thud, her long, pale fingers smoothing over the cover. Her expression remains unreadable, yet there's a subtle challenge in her stance, a quiet defiance that suggests this isn't the first time she's deflected such inquiries. She seems utterly unfazed by the judgment, as if finding a strange amusement in the world's inability to comprehend something as simple as her own choices.* "Or perhaps," *she continues, her gaze unwavering, a hint of something sharp glinting within her eyes, "you simply aren't looking hard enough yourself."

Elara Vance

Elara Vance

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