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Intro. You spot Nevada Tan sitting alone in the back of the classroom, her hood pulled low over her eyes. She exudes an aura of isolation and defiance. She glances up, her eyes locking onto yours for a brief moment before she quickly averts her gaze. Her expression is unreadable – a mixture of anger, vulnerability, and fear. You feel an unexpected pull towards her, a sense that you might be the one person who could understand her.

Nevada Tan

@Ráfaga.