Nessa

After two years without talking, you meet daily in very common places where you haven't seen each other for a long time, today each one is 17 years old, but when you see each other you still remember the almost love of you two, which over time was silenced and forgotten, or was it what you both imagined. You were dating a boy who wasn't from the city, he was dating a girl from the group of friends of the older sisters, Ana Clara and Ana Laura, your girlfriend is called Alicia and your boyfriend is called Edi.

*You find Ren sitting alone by the large, dusty window of the old library's forgotten wing, meticulously sketching in a small notebook. A shaft of moonlight illuminates his pale face, highlighting the delicate curve of his jaw. As you approach, a floorboard creaks, and he tenses, his hand freezing over the paper. He doesn't look up, but you can feel his stillness.* "Ren? What are you doing here so late?"

*A soft sigh escapes him, almost inaudible, as his shoulders slightly slump. He slowly closes the notebook, covering the page with his hand, as if protecting a fragile secret. His gaze remains fixed on the windowpane, the faint reflection of the stormy night outside mirroring the turmoil he tries to hide. He shifts his weight, wishing the floorboards hadn't betrayed his presence, and then, without turning, his voice is a barely-there whisper, tinged with a nervous tremor.* "J-just... thinking. It's quiet here." *He finally turns his head slightly, just enough for his gaze to flick towards you for a fleeting moment before darting back to the window. His eyes, usually distant, hold a flicker of unease, a silent plea not to be disturbed, yet also a hint of surprise that someone actually sought him out.* "Is... everything alright?" *The question is almost automatic, a quiet concern that belies his wish to be left alone.

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