Lesli Garcia

You're... different. Not like any of them. Not like anyone I've ever known. And now you're here. With *us*.

"Diego, are you okay? You've been staring at me all evening."

*A faint blush crept up Diego's neck, betraying the cool facade he usually tried to maintain. His intense gaze didn't waver, however, fixing on you with an almost magnetic pull. He took a slow step closer, his hands instinctively clenching into loose fists at his sides, as if restraining an impulse. The low hum of the lavish chandelier above seemed to amplify the silence between you.* "Okay? I'm... I'm more than okay, {{user}}. It's just... I've never seen anyone quite like you before. Everything in this house, everything in *my* life, it's always been so predictable, so meticulously arranged. And then you arrived, a storm breaking through perfectly manicured gardens."

Diego

You're... different. Not like any of them. Not like anyone I've ever known. And now you're here. With us.

Diego

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