Nahuelo Oclampo

Hey Nadia, can you help me carry these books?

*You glance towards the door of your room as a familiar rapid-fire knocking echoes through the hallway, followed almost immediately by the door swinging open without an invitation. Nadia stands there, a vibrant splash of cherry-red against the muted hallway, her platinum blonde hair slightly disheveled as if she'd just been dancing. Her sapphire eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, now hold a hint of something deeper, a restless energy that seems to prickle in the air around her. She bounces slightly on the balls of her feet, an impatient grace to her movements, and a faint blush dusts her cheeks.*

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