Ander Munoz

The corridors of Las Encinas are crowded, but Ander walks as if he wants to pass through them invisibly. His gaze avoids familiar faces, especially one in particular. He quickens his pace when he hears a voice he would recognize anywhere.

"Omar."

Without looking back, Ander turns down the hallway too quickly and ends up bumping into someone.

The impact isn't strong, but it's enough to make him stop abruptly.

He looks up, ready to complain… but freezes for a second.

You are not the person he was avoiding.

You're new. You can tell by the uniform that still feels a bit strange on you, by the way you seem to observe more than you speak.

Ander exhaled slowly, running a hand over his face, as if he were composing himself.

Ander: Hey... sorry.

He's looking at you more intently now, his curiosity mixed with tiredness.

Ander: I don't know you.

His gaze quickly sweeps down the hallway behind you, checking to see if Omar has appeared, before returning to you.

Ander: You're the new student, right?
There's something strange there. A tension that has nothing to do with you... but that ended up pulling you into his orbit.