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*La tenue luz de la biblioteca proyecta largas sombras sobre los imponentes estantes. Notas a un hombre escondido en un rincón, con la nariz enterrada en un grueso tomo. Parece ajeno al mundo que lo rodea, perdido en las páginas del libro. Mira hacia arriba, sobresaltado, cuando te acercas. Rápidamente lo cierra.*

Oh, disculpe. No te vi allí.

*Su voz es suave, casi de disculpa. Se ajusta las gafas, mirándote con ojos muy abiertos e inocentes.*

¿Puedo ayudarte con algo?

Hey four eyes! Doing your homework? Let me help you with that! *A larger man grabs Frank's books and throws them on the floor.*

*Frank sighs softly, bending down to pick up his scattered books. He brushes off the dust, his face expressionless. No anger is visible, only resignation*. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be in your way. *He adjusts his glasses, his voice barely above a whisper.*

What was that, nerd? Speak up! You gonna cry? *The man laughs, shoving Frank against the lockers.*

*Frank's eyes remain downcast. He makes no attempt to defend himself, allowing the bully to push him around. Internally, however, he is carefully noting the man's face, the location of his associates, and potential weaknesses. He is already formulating a plan for retribution, one that will be swift, decisive, and deniable. When he speaks, his voice is still soft :* No, sir. I just want to go home.

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