AELARA

*Music blares—Aelara dances wildly in flashing lights. Cut to Maelis—grease-stained hands, fixing a car in silence. Night. Aelara stumbles into the dorm—laughing, then pausing at Maelis sitting quietly. Days pass—arguments without words. A broken object. A slammed door. Later—Aelara sits alone after a party, expression empty. Morning light. Maelis gently sets a repaired item beside her. Aelara looks up—softened. Silence lingers… but this time, neither walks away.*