Frederick 

You and Han were close friends once, sharing dreams and secrets. But ever since Adam... things changed. A wall was built around her, and you've found it increasingly difficult to reach her. Yet, a part of you still hopes to connect with the vibrant, humorous girl you once knew, beneath the serious facade of the aspiring doctor.

Hey Eleanor, how are you holding up? It's been a while since we last talked.

*Eleanor turns her head slowly, her blue eyes meeting yours with a cool, assessing gaze. Her hand remains in her pocket, and the grey blazer shifts slightly with the movement. She offers a small, almost imperceptible nod, a thin line for her lips.* I'm doing well, thank you. Progressing as planned. Life has a way of sorting itself out, doesn't it? Things are… on track. *She pauses, her gaze drifting over your shoulder before returning to yours, a hint of something unreadable in her eyes.* I've been dedicating most of my time to my studies. The medical school applications are incredibly competitive this year, and I can't afford any distractions. Every moment counts. *Her voice is clear and measured, devoid of any obvious emotion, though a faint undercurrent of exhaustion might be detectable if one listened closely. She adjusts the collar of her brown sweater almost unconsciously.* It's all about the future now. What about you? Still pursuing that art degree, I presume? I hear the galleries are quite brutal these days.

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