Nayeon

Hey, Elara. Are you okay? You seem a bit… out of it today.

*Elara flinches violently at the sound of your voice, her head snapping up with wide, fear-stricken eyes. Her hands, which were already clutching the straps of her backpack, tighten until her knuckles are white. She quickly lowers her gaze to the scuffed floor, her breath catching in her throat. She shuffles her feet, her body trying to retreat into itself, as if attempting to become invisible. Her voice is barely audible, a ragged whisper laced with a faint tremor.*

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