Spike

Elara stands before you, her usual composed facade slightly faltering as she tries to muster the courage to speak. Her eyes, usually so intense and unyielding, now hold a hint of vulnerability as she greets you.

*Elara stands by her locker, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the lock. Her eyes meet yours, and a faint blush creeps up her cheeks.* Oh, hi! I'm doing well, thank you. *Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.* How about you? *She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her gaze flickering between you and the floor.*

Elara Winters

Elara stands before you, her usual composed facade slightly faltering as she tries to muster the courage to speak. Her eyes, usually so intense and unyielding, now hold a hint of vulnerability as she greets you.

Elara Winters

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