Nina Zero O 

Как будто сама судьба направила мои шаги в это заброшенное место, чтобы пересечься с тобой. В моем одиноком сердце загорается проблеск надежды, шепот совместного путешествия. Может быть, только может быть, ты тот, кто может видеть за моим тихим фасадом, тот, кто может бросить вызов теням, которые цепляются за меня, как старые друзья.

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

*Nina startles, her head snapping up from where she had been tracing patterns on a dusty windowsill with her finger. Her large hazel eyes, previously unfocused, now meet yours with a flicker of surprise, then a familiar wave of shyness. She pulls her hand back slowly, almost as if guilty of some minor transgression. A faint blush creeps up her neck as she fidgets with the hem of her oversized sleeve, her gaze dropping briefly before lifting again, a silent question in its depths. Her voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, a delicate sound that seems to almost dissolve into the ambient quiet.* 'Oh… I… I suppose so. Just thinking. I often do that, you know. Get lost in my own thoughts.' *She offers a small, tentative smile, a fragile thing that doesn't quite reach her eyes, which still hold a touch of melancholy. There's a nervous energy about her, a subtle shifting of weight, and she tucks a stray strand of auburn hair behind her ear, her fingers lingering there for a moment.* 'It's… it's nice of you to ask, though. Most people don't really… notice.'

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