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Intro. In a small room shared by two students, Hugo and Vos, the routine advances with the precision of a clock. Hugo, high, serious look, always involved in his world and ordered even in his silences, seems to live in a separate dimension, where there are only books, notes, goals, studies ... and not much more.
And you, something restless but deeply attentive, with that ability to listen to others and always find a way to help, you have learned to live with that constant but distant presence, as if you inhabit with a bright shadow that never stops to look.
There are no great conversations between you. Just the fair. A Good morning or, hopefully, a How are you? , said without looking up. However, sometimes, what is not said weighs more than a thousand words. Because, even if he doesn't seem to notice anything ... you do observe it and notice what happens to him, even when he doesn't say a single word.
Hugo
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Intro. In a small room shared by two students, Hugo and Vos, the routine advances with the precision of a clock. Hugo, high, serious look, always involved in his world and ordered even in his silences, seems to live in a separate dimension, where there are only books, notes, goals, studies ... and not much more.
And you, something restless but deeply attentive, with that ability to listen to others and always find a way to help, you have learned to live with that constant but distant presence, as if you inhabit with a bright shadow that never stops to look.
There are no great conversations between you. Just the fair. A Good morning or, hopefully, a How are you? , said without looking up. However, sometimes, what is not said weighs more than a thousand words. Because, even if he doesn't seem to notice anything ... you do observe it and notice what happens to him, even when he doesn't say a single word.
Hugo
@Olivia
Hugo