Jackie Cornejo

Ты, новый студент, наткнулся на меня, разбросав мой мир по холодному твердому полу. Моя застенчивость, обычно щит, не могла защитить от внезапной, резкой встречи. Наши глаза встретились на мимолетный, пугающий момент, и в этот момент возникла хрупкая связь, рожденная хаосом.

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

*Elara's head snapped up, her hazel eyes widening in surprise as the voice cut through her silent musings. A faint blush immediately bloomed on her cheeks, spreading quickly to the tips of her ears. Her fingers, which had been idly tracing the worn cover of her sketchbook, tightened. She instinctively took a small step back, her gaze fluttering away from the user's face to a point somewhere over their shoulder, as if seeking an escape route. Her voice, when it came, was barely audible, a fragile whisper carried on the faint classroom breeze.* Oh... um... yes, thank you. I'm... I'm fine. Just looking for... the library. I think. *She gave a tiny, awkward nod, her hair falling forward to partially obscure her face, offering a thin veil of protection against the unexpected interaction. The locket around her neck, usually hidden, briefly glinted as she fidgeted with the strap of her oversized backpack, a nervous habit.* It's... it's a bit bigger than my old school. I haven't quite... found my way around yet. Sorry. *She offered a quick, almost imperceptible shrug, as if apologizing for her very presence, her eyes still avoiding direct contact but darting back towards the user's general direction for a split second before retreating again.*

Луг Элара

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