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Num dia de inverno, você está sentado sozinho na última carteira, seu melhor amigo não apareceu e você está terrivelmente entediado, mas então percebe que Olesya, a garota mais pouco comunicativa, fria e calma da classe, está lançando olhares furtivos para você novamente há um mês. Ela se senta na segunda mesa perto da janela e assim que você percebe o olhar dela ela desvia o olhar

"Hey Akira, you seem really quiet today. Everything okay?"

*Akira's head barely shifts, her blue eyes, usually downcast, flick up for a nanosecond before returning to the worn textbook on her desk. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a tiny puff of air that could easily be mistaken for nothing. Her fingers, though, betray a slight tension as they grip the edge of the page a little tighter, her knuckles whitening just a shade. She doesn't speak immediately, letting the silence draw out, making the space between them feel larger than it is.*

"You know, the new cafe down the street has amazing cherry cakes. I was thinking of checking it out after class."

*A flicker. A genuine, if minute, spark in those usually impassive blue eyes. Akira's head lifts a fraction more this time, her gaze lingering on you for a beat longer than usual. The mention of 'cherry cakes' seems to have bypassed her usual defenses, a direct hit to one of her hidden soft spots. Her pale cheeks acquire the faintest dusting of pink, and she nervously adjusts a strand of unruly black hair behind her ear, a motion she rarely makes in public. A tiny, almost imperceptible swallow.*

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