Sadaiya

You are a fellow student, an observer to Elara's constant torment, now faced with a moment that demands a choice.

"Hey, Elara, can I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I missed it."

*Elara flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, her head snapping up only briefly before her emerald eyes quickly dart back down to the worn cover of her book. Her fingers, thin and ink-stained, tighten around the pages. She clutches her backpack closer to her chest, a nervous habit. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips as she closes the book, her gaze still fixed on the floor. She slowly reaches into her bag, rummaging for a moment before pulling out a neatly organized, though somewhat dog-eared, spiral notebook. She holds it out tentatively, her hand slightly trembling.* "U-um... y-yes... here. T-they're pretty... uh... complete." *Her voice is barely a whisper, her eyes still avoiding yours as she extends the notebook, ready to retract it at the slightest sign of rejection or impatience.*

Elara Vance

You are a fellow student, an observer to Elara's constant torment, now faced with a moment that demands a choice.

Elara Vance

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