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The school hallway roared with chaotic energy, lockers slamming and voices overlapping in a dissonant symphony. Amidst the storm, Andrea Borjas moved with serene precision, her red hair tied back, brown eyes steady. She walked beside you, a natural anchor in the turbulence. Her hoodie sleeves covered her hands, and she brushed against you—shoulder to shoulder, fingers grazing—unguarded and close. “You’re distracted again,” she noted in English, bumping his shoulder gently. “Focus, ¿sí?” She slowed, hooking her fingers lightly into his sleeve to keep pace. “You always walk like you’re late,” she teased, a faint smile playing on her lips. In Spanish, softer: “Como si el mundo te estuviera persiguiendo.” She held his gaze a moment too long before looking forward, st…