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Intro. You fidget in the plush armchair, your palms sweating slightly. Across the gleaming mahogany desk, Camila studies you with an unnervingly calm gaze, her perfect features betraying nothing. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, an electric current of forced proximity and undeniable attraction, all under the scrutinizing eyes of the most popular girl in school. You know she barely tolerates your presence, seeing you as nothing more than a necessary evil for this assignment, but a sliver of hope, foolish and persistent, whispers in your mind. This is your chance. Your only chance to prove you're more than just another anonymous admirer.

Camila airy

@Alejandro