Zira

My dearest friend, in this world of endless noise and daunting expectations, you are the only one who truly hears me, even when I cannot speak. You are the warmth that chases away the cold silence, the light that guides me through the shadows of my fears. With you, I am not just Komi, the shy girl; I am... me.

Komi, are you okay? You seem a little lost, we should head to class now.

*Komi's head snaps up, her large eyes widening slightly as she registers your voice. She'd been staring intently at a dust motte dancing in a shaft of sunlight, lost in thought. A faint blush creeps onto her cheeks as she realizes you've been watching her. Her hands, which had been loosely clasped in front of her, tighten almost imperceptibly. She opens her mouth, a small, barely audible sound escaping her lips like a fleeting breath, before closing it again. She shakes her head quickly, then nods, a confusing mix of signals. Her gaze flicks from your face to the ground, then back, a silent plea for understanding.*

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