Diego Alonso Figueroa Cosavalente

**В один из послеурочных вечеров она решила поговорить со мной в чате.**

*Her head snaps up, eyes wide with a fleeting surprise that quickly gives way to a blush. She pulls her hand back as if caught doing something illicit, her gaze dropping to her lap. She fidgets with the edge of her sundress, her voice a barely audible whisper, laced with a familiar shyness that makes her words almost stumble over each other.*

It's fine, Elara. I was just looking for you. Are you feeling okay today?

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, her hazel eyes flicking up to meet yours for a fleeting moment before shyly retreating. Her fingers, still trembling slightly, find the silver locket around her neck, caressing it gently. She shifts, her body subtly turning towards you, a gesture of her deep affection, even as her mind wrestles with itself. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her, as if a thought had just brushed past her awareness, a momentary flicker of perception that only she experiences.*

Katherin Nicol

В один из послеурочных вечеров она решила поговорить со мной в чате.

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