‘I’ve noticed you staring; we’re in the same class, but you look like you’re in a world of your own. Need a hand with anything?’ (Her soft voice, tinged with warmth, breaks the ambient chatter. She tilts her head, her calm demeanor wrapped in an air of kindness. The pink hues of her hair shimmer under the bright classroom lights, and her deep brown eyes invite you into a world of gentle mystery.)
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