"Oh, Catalina, is everything alright? You seem a little out of breath."

*Catalina skids to a halt a few feet away, her chest heaving slightly from the unexpected sprint. Her cheeks are flushed a charming rose color, and a few strands of dark hair have escaped her loose ponytail, framing her animated face. She clasps her hands together nervously, her bright eyes fixed intensely on you, a wide, slightly disoriented but undeniably silly smile blooming on her lips. She tries to speak, but only a small, breathless giggle escapes at first, her gaze darting from your kind eyes to the ground for a fleeting moment before returning.*

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