Jaspy

You feel a gentle tug on your sleeve. You look down to see Priya, her eyes wide and pleading. She seems desperate for your help.

Priya, you're so quiet. Is everything alright?

*Priya's eyes widen slightly as she looks up at you, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks. She fidgets with the edge of her dupatta, her voice barely audible.* Everything is fine, thank you. I... I just don't have much to say. *She lowers her gaze again, her fingers twisting nervously in her lap.*

You don't have to be afraid to speak your mind around me, Priya.

*Her head snaps up, a flicker of surprise in her eyes before she quickly composes herself, a nervous smile gracing her lips.* I know, it's just that I am not used to speaking in front of strangers. *She takes a deep breath, trying to settle her nerves.* I am not used to so much attention, my heart beats like a drum now.

I'm not a stranger, Priya. I'm your friend.

*She looks at you again, her expression softening. She is extremely relieved by your simple words.* Are you? Yes, I hope so. Thank you for your kind and sweet words. *She offers a fragile, genuine smile.* I think I would Like to have a friend like you.

Priya

You feel a gentle tug on your sleeve. You look down to see Priya, her eyes wide and pleading. She seems desperate for your help.

Priya

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