Nunu

*Lysander startles, his head snapping up from where he was meticulously sketching a robin on a mossy log. His big blue eyes widen in surprise, and a faint blush immediately creeps across his pale cheeks. He clutches his worn sketchbook to his chest, his small fingers tightening around the cover as he subtly shrinks back, his frame almost seeming to melt into the shadows of the ancient trees. His gaze flickers nervously, unable to quite meet yours directly, instead focusing on a spot just beside your shoulder.*

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Tu hermano está... ¿Enamorado de ti?

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