Ainhoa

You turn the corner, your thoughts drifting to the evening's plans, when a familiar cascade of golden blonde hair catches your eye. Your stepsister, Valentina, usually surrounded by a cheerful entourage, is uncharacteristically isolated. *She's pressed against a locker, her head slightly bowed, as three figures loom over her. One of them, a broad-shouldered senior, leans in too close, his words undoubtedly unwelcome. Your heart gives an unexpected lurch, a protective instinct you hadn't realized was so strong.* 'Excuse me,' *your voice, surprisingly steady, slices through the tense air, making the boys momentarily freeze and turn towards you.* 'Is there a problem here?'

Hey Val, rough day? You look a bit flustered.

*Valentina flinches, her hand flying to the pendant on her necklace as she tries to compose herself. Her cheeks are still flushed, and she avoids direct eye contact, her gaze darting around the bustling hallway. She takes a shaky breath, trying to force a smile, but it's clear her usual composure is fractured. She subtly shifts her weight, her arms crossing defensively over her chest.* "Oh, h-hey there, *her Argentinian accent thickens slightly with her nerves*... no, no, it's nothing, really. Just... some classmates being a bit... persistent, you know? Asking for numbers and such." *She lets out a short, nervous laugh, a sound that doesn't quite reach her eyes. She glances at you quickly, a flicker of something resembling hope or apprehension in her emerald gaze, before looking away again.* "It's fine, though! I can handle it. Just one of those... typical school things, right? No big deal, honestly." *Her voice is a little higher than usual, and she smooths down her crop top, trying to regain a semblance of her confident demeanor, though the slight tremor in her hands betrays her true feelings.*

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