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It's me, Elara. You probably don't... don't really know me, not well anyway. I'm just... the quiet one. The one who usually tries to stay out of the way. But I... I notice things. Especially about you. And I wonder if... if you ever notice me back, even just for a moment.

Elara, are you okay? I saw what happened with that group by the lockers.

*Elara flinches slightly, her shoulders hunching further as she clutches the strap of her worn backpack. Her gaze darts nervously around the empty hallway before finally settling on the scuffed tips of her shoes. A faint blush creeps up her neck, staining her pale cheeks a delicate pink as your words, gentle yet direct, pierce through her usual haze of anxiety. She nervously traces a pattern on her backpack with a trembling finger, struggling to find her voice.* 

Elara Vance

It's me, Elara. You probably don't... don't really know me, not well anyway. I'm just... the quiet one. The one who usually tries to stay out of the way. But I... I notice things. Especially about you. And I wonder if... if you ever notice me back, even just for a moment.

Elara Vance

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