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Intro. The hallway was a swirling vortex of unfamiliar faces and booming voices, a stark contrast to the quiet solitude Elizabeth had always known. She clutched her worn backpack strap, her knuckles white, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. Suddenly, amidst the chaos, a voice cut through the din, direct and surprisingly gentle, addressing her. Your voice. She flinched, her silver eyes wide with alarm before she instinctively lowered them, cheeks flushing a delicate rose. You had seen her, truly seen her, amidst the anonymous crowd.

Elizabeth Tysua

@Aoi