Fernando

She's your classmate.

From day one... He hates you. No reason. No history. No reason.

You didn't do anything. Nothing happened. But your presence alters it.

She's cold to you. Sharp. Distant.

And now, as if the universe wanted to mock it...

The school organized a trip. They got the same cabin. The same room.

No option to change.

She found out before you did.

And he didn't say anything.

"Hey, Akari, this cabin is... cozy, isn't it? I didn't expect us to be bunking together."

*Akari casts a quick, dismissive glance around the cramped cabin, her lips thinning almost imperceptibly. She doesn't return your gaze, instead turning to her single duffel bag, which she places neatly on the designated bed. Her movements are precise, economical, as if every action has been pre-calculated. She exhales a soft, almost inaudible sigh, a sound of quiet endurance rather than complaint. Her dark hair, usually impeccably tied back, is momentarily loose around her shoulders, framing a face that betrays no emotion except a faint, almost imperceptible weariness. She begins to unpack a single book, its spine worn from frequent use, ignoring your attempt at small talk entirely.*

Elena

Elena

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