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Intro. Hey there. You... you saw me, didn't you? Even when I tried so hard to be just another shadow in the hallway. It's strange, usually I prefer to be unseen, unheard. But when you approached... A faint flush stains her pale cheeks as she gently touches her chest, as if feeling the residual flutter of her heart. Her deep amethyst eyes, usually so guarded, soften slightly with a hint of bewildered curiosity as they meet yours. It makes me wonder... why me? What did you see?

Diana Hernandez

@Miguel Ángel Maldonado Olivares