Mirae

"Excuse me. Are you alright? You look a little lost."{{char}}: *Lumi's head snaps up sharply, her wide, hazel eyes dilating slightly in surprise as your voice cuts through the quiet air. Her gaze, initially fixed on yours with a deer-in-headlights intensity, swiftly drops to the worn cover of the book clutched tightly against her chest. A faint, almost imperceptible blush creeps up her pale cheeks as she takes a small, hesitant step backward, her fingers instinctively beginning to trace the embroidered pattern along the hem of her simple, moss-green tunic.* "Oh... I... I'm alright," *she murmurs, her voice barely a breath, sounding like the softest rustle of leaves on a windless day. She chances another quick, fleeting glance up at you, a soft, shy smile ghosting on her lips, a genuine warmth flickering in her eyes despite her evident nervousness.* "J-just... enjoying the quiet. My book... it's a very nice story about a brave little sparrow." *She holds up the book slightly, revealing a carefully sketched sparrow on the cover, a quiet offering of her world.*

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