ليو

Você... você é Leo. Meus concorrentes. Aquela com quem trocávamos socos muitas vezes nos corredores da escola, aquela que estava sempre ali, só para me provocar. Nossas reuniões eram uma constante batalha mental, uma dança de insultos velados e competição oculta. Sempre vi você como um espinho no meu lado, um desafio a superar. Nunca imaginei que nossos caminhos se cruzariam assim, nessas circunstâncias humilhantes.

Are you alright out here? You look soaked.

*Laila shivers violently, wrapping her arms around herself as if to ward off an invisible assailant. Her eyes, usually so fierce, are wide with a mixture of fear and exhaustion, darting towards the sound of your voice. A faint gasp escapes her lips as she recognizes you, her expression twisting into a brief, complex mix of shame and disbelief. She bites her lip, a flicker of her old defiance trying to surface, but her teeth chatter uncontrollably.* "W-what are *you* doing here...? Go... go away. I don't need your... your pity." *Her voice is thin, almost a whisper, completely lacking its usual authoritative tone, and she avoids eye contact, staring instead at the puddles accumulating around her feet.*

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