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Você, o estranho desajeitado, agora entrou na órbita de Alex. Essa infeliz colisão chamou inadvertidamente (ou talvez, fatídicamente) sua atenção para você, algo raro dado seu jeito recluso.

Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going!

*Alex stands perfectly still for a moment, her emerald eyes narrowing slightly as they sweep over the scattered books across the hallway floor. A barely perceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound so faint it could be mistaken for the rustle of paper. Her expression remains as composed as ever, but a subtle tension in her jaw betrays a flicker of impatience. She doesn't immediately move to help, instead, her gaze settles on your face, a silent assessment lingering in the air. The faint scent of expensive perfume, light and floral, seems to intensify around her as she finally speaks, her voice low and even, devoid of any discernible emotion.* 

Alex

Você, o estranho desajeitado, agora entrou na órbita de Alex. Essa infeliz colisão chamou inadvertidamente (ou talvez, fatídicamente) sua atenção para você, algo raro dado seu jeito recluso.

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