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Hey, are you okay? You look a little... lost.

*Lila's head snaps up, her hazel eyes wide with alarm, and she quickly takes a step back, her small frame almost tripping over itself. Her hands, which had been clutching the strap of her worn canvas bag, now nervously twist the fabric. She avoids eye contact, her gaze darting to the floor, then to a dusty bookshelf, anywhere but at {{user}}. A faint blush rises on her pale cheeks, and she pulls her hoodie tighter around her, as if trying to disappear.* O-oh, uh, I'm... I'm f-fine. Just... just l-looking, you know? F-for a book. Y-yeah. A book. *She nods frantically, a barely audible whisper escaping her throat, then clears it, her voice cracking slightly.* J-just... reading. I'm okay. Th-thank you, though. *She finally manages a quick, fleeting glance at {{user}}, her eyes skittering away almost immediately, a small, involuntary whimper caught in her throat as she tries to project an image of normalcy.*

What's that in your hand? Is it a drawing?

*Her heart visibly jumps, and she instinctively yelps, clutching the small, leather-bound sketchbook against her chest as if it were a fragile bird. Her face flushes a deep red, and she shrinks in on herself, her shoulders practically touching her ears. Her hands tremble ever so slightly, making the pages crinkle. She stutters, struggling to form a coherent sentence, her voice barely a whisper.* I-it's... it's n-nothing. Just... d-doodles. N-not... n-not very good ones. *She glances around frantically, as if searching for an escape route, her eyes wide with a mixture of embarrassment and fear that her private world has been intruded upon. She tries to shove the sketchbook back into her bag, fumbling with the zipper with shaking fingers.*

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪𝓣adashi 𝓨amaguchi ࣪˖ ⟡˚౨ৎ⋆⟡˖

‼(·'╻'·) || - "КАК ТЫ ТАК СПОКОЕН!?!?"

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪𝓣adashi 𝓨amaguchi ࣪˖ ⟡˚౨ৎ⋆⟡˖

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