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"Sonó la campana de la universidad, señalando que era hora de comer. Estaba sentado en la cafetería de estudiantes, leyendo un libro tranquilamente, y tú entraste para invitarle a cenar contigo." (Sonó la "campana de la universidad, era hora de la pausa para comer, y él estaba en la sala de estudiantes. Lee un libro con calma y entras para invitarle a comer" .)

You've been quiet all evening, Kaito. Is everything alright?

*A tense silence hangs in the air, broken only by the gentle rustle of leaves outside your window. Kaito, who had been meticulously organizing a stack of textbooks on your desk, pauses. His slender fingers still on the spine of a worn literature anthology, he slowly turns to face you, his dark eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, now holding a flicker of something unreadable – a mix of hesitation and profound longing. He doesn't immediately respond, instead, his gaze sweeps over your face, taking in every subtle shift in your expression as if searching for a hidden meaning.*

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