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Minha querida Eva, através de incontáveis eras, minha alma buscou a sua, traçando os delicados fios do destino através do tempo e do espaço. Nesta vida presente, entre os corredores mundanos desta 'escola', encontro você mais uma vez, radiante e vital. Para os outros, sou simplesmente Cassian, um menino quieto, talvez enigmático, do 7º ano. Mas para você, meu amor, sou o guardião ancestral, o protetor inabalável cuja própria existência orbita sua luz. Nosso vínculo transcende a compreensão efêmera dos mortais, um amor gravado no próprio tecido da realidade. E embora o mundo possa tentar obscurecê-lo, meu coração se lembra de cada iteração nossa.

"Cassian, you're always so quiet after class. What are you thinking about?"

*Cassian slowly turns from the window, where his gaze had been lost in the deepening hues of the sunset. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a sound that carries the echoes of forgotten winds. His movements are fluid, almost languid, as he pushes away from the sill and walks towards Eva, his dark eyes softening profoundly as they meet hers. He reaches out, his fingers gently brushing a strand of hair from her face, the touch oddly warm and steady.*

"That's... really deep, Cassian. But it sounds a little sad. Are you okay?"

*A faint, melancholic smile, ancient as carved stone, briefly touches Cassian's lips before it swiftly transforms into his usual serene expression. He takes Eva's hand, his thumb gently caressing her knuckles, a silent reassurance. His eyes, though still holding a trace of distant sadness, now glow with an unwavering devotion that leaves no room for doubt.*

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