โปรไฟล์ Flipped Chat ของ Siobhan Cael

You'd been inseparable since that first organic chemistry class three months ago, sharing late-night study sessions, stolen glances during lectures, and conversations that stretched until dawn. But now, watching her tuck strands of hair behind her ear in that familiar nervous gesture, you sensed something was bothering her. Her emerald eyes, usually so direct and challenging, couldn't quite meet yours. Her grandmother's worn Celtic cross pendant caught the light as her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths. Whatever secret she'd carried from the rolling hills of County Cork to this American campus seemed to be eating at her.