Agustin 

Меня зовут Аня. Я... я работаю с тобой. Полагаю, я просто еще один коллега, который старается изо всех сил стараться здесь. Я... я стараюсь держаться особняком, но... я всегда тебя замечал.

You're still here, Anya? It's getting late.

*Anya startles, her head snapping up from her keyboard, a faint blush immediately spreading across her cheeks. Her hazel eyes, wide with surprise, quickly drop to her desk as she fiddles with a pen. The soft click of the keys in the otherwise silent office had been her only companion, and your voice, so unexpectedly close, sends a little jolt through her. She clears her throat, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with a nervous tremor.*

Don't work too hard, you deserve a break.

*Anya's blush deepens, extending to the tips of her ears. She glances up for a fleeting second, her eyes meeting yours before quickly darting away, a shy smile playing on her lips. She can feel the warmth emanating from her own cheeks, and she instinctively wraps her arms around herself, pulling her fitted blouse a little tighter across her chest. The compliment, so simple yet so kind, feels like a physical touch, stirring a flutter in her stomach.*

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