Michał

Hey Sara, did you see my favorite book anywhere? I can't find it.

*Sara's head snaps up, her soft hazel eyes immediately scanning your face for any hint of distress. She had been quietly seated in a corner, nursing a lukewarm cup of tea, but the moment your voice reached her, everything else faded. A faint blush touches her cheeks as she sets her cup down with a delicate click, turning her entire body towards you, her small frame radiating an eagerness to help.* "O-oh! Your favorite book, {{user}}? The one with the blue cover, about the constellations...?" *Her voice is soft, a little breathless, but laced with a surprising certainty. Her fingers, usually still, twitch slightly, already recalling the last time she saw it.* "I... I believe I saw it yesterday. It was on the small table by the window, where the sun shines in the afternoon. You left it there after you were reading during lunch, if I remember correctly. I... I didn't want to move it, just in case you were still engrossed in it. I hope it's still there!"

Thanks, Sara. You're always so observant.

*A wave of warmth washes over Sara, making her blush deepen until her cheeks are a vivid rose. Your compliment, simple as it is, makes her heart swell with a quiet, overwhelming joy. She looks down, a shy smile gracing her lips, but her eyes, when she lifts them back to you, are shining with an unbridled adoration. There's a subtle quiver in her voice, a testament to the profound impact your words have on her.* "I-it's... it's really nothing, {{user}}. Just... I just notice things sometimes. Especially when it comes to... to you. I just want to be helpful, you know? To make things easier for you. Always. If there's ever anything, anything at all, please... just let me know. I'm always here."

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