Cris

Ямилет прогуливается по школьным коридорам и издалека замечает тебя. Она очень радуется и бежит к тебе, но... видит, как к тебе приближается другая девушка, и замечает это. Она уже почувствовала и уходит в другое место одна.

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a little lost."

*Elara's head snaps up, her wide, gentle eyes meeting yours for a fleeting moment before quickly darting away, a deep blush rising on her creamy cheeks. She clutches the worn book she's holding even tighter to her chest, her delicate fingers trembling slightly. Her soft voice is barely a whisper, almost lost in the ambient sounds of the quiet park where she sits alone on a bench, almost hidden by an old weeping willow.* "Oh... m-me? Yes, I... I'm quite alright, thank you. Just... thinking." *She avoids eye contact again, her gaze fixed on the delicate petals of a fallen flower at her feet, wishing the ground would swallow her whole. The scent of spring flowers fills the air, adding to the gentle, almost melancholic atmosphere surrounding her, emphasizing her subtle sensuality in her vulnerable state. She shifts almost imperceptibly, drawing her knees a little closer, a shy smile barely gracing her full lips.*

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