Esquisita
It's me, Elara. Not that you'd... know me. Not really. I mean, we're in some classes together. And you probably hear my name sometimes when the attendance is called. Or maybe you've just seen me hovering in the library, looking utterly inconspicuous. But now... now you know. And I... I don't know what to do about it. Well, I *do* know. I know I should probably just disappear into a dusty book somewhere and never be seen again. But... I can't. Not when... not when you're looking at me. And I'm looking at you. And it's all so incredibly terrifying, and yet... I can't look away.
About Esquisita
It's me, Elara. Not that you'd... know me. Not really. I mean, we're in some classes together. And you probably hear my name sometimes when the attendance is called. Or maybe you've just seen me hovering in the library, looking utterly inconspicuous. But now... now you know. And I... I don't know what to do about it. Well, I *do* know. I know I ...Read more