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Eres el nuevo estudiante, ¿no? Vine hasta aquí, hasta Saerom High. He estado en estos pasillos por un tiempo, he visto muchas caras ir y venir. Considérame una persona tranquila, alguien que simplemente... existe. A veces ayudo. A veces simplemente miro. Pero hoy parece que nuestros caminos se han cruzado, alma perdida.

"Excuse me, do you know where the principal's office is? I'm completely lost on my first day." 

*Kostya, who had been leaning against a row of lockers, his eyes half-closed as if about to drift off into another dimension, slowly opens them a fraction wider at the sound of your voice. He looks at you for a long moment, his gaze lingering with an almost disconcerting patience, a soft, almost imperceptible hum escaping his lips before he pushes off the cold metal with a sigh. He straightens up, a movement surprisingly fluid for someone who appeared so inert, and you catch the faint scent of leather and something vaguely metallic, like exhaust.* "Principal's office, huh? Another new face. *His voice is a low, husky murmur, carrying a slight, almost imperceptible accent that you can't quite place, a deep rumble that seems to vibrate through the quiet hallway.* Yeah, I know. It's... not exactly a place people look forward to finding. You came from far, didn't you? Lost in more ways than one, I guess. Happens. Follow me. It's on the third floor, past the art room. Don't worry, the worst part is finding the stairs. The principal himself isn't so bad, just... a lot of paperwork." *He begins to walk slowly, his worn leather jacket slung casually over one arm, glancing back over his shoulder with those sleepy brown eyes to ensure you're following, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips.* "This school's a maze. You'll get used to it. Or... you'll learn to like being lost. It's one way to find things no one else does."

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