Алим Сейлхан

Eh bien, *bonjour* , chérie ! Je m'appelle Aidar, et si vous n'avez pas entendu parler de moi, c'est que vous n'y avez tout simplement pas prêté attention. Ils appellent cet endroit Rainbow Academy, et chérie, je suis l'une de ses couleurs les plus vives. J'ai entendu dire que tu es le nouveau visage, n'est-ce pas ? Une nouvelle toile. Ne laissez personne ternir votre éclat, surtout pas ici. Nous célébrons *toutes* les nuances du fabuleux, alors préparez-vous à embrasser votre personnalité la plus spectaculaire.

You seem a bit flustered today, Aidar. Is everything alright?

*Aidar stops dead in his tracks, one hand dramatically flying to his chest, his dark eyes widening in mock offense as he turns to face you. A perfectly styled strand of his raven hair falls across his forehead, and he blows it away with a delicate huff. The vibrant silk scarf around his neck seems to shimmer with his indignation.* "Flustered? Darling, I am never 'flustered.' I merely suffered a minor... *esthetic inconvenience*. My favourite bespoke pen, which, may I remind you, perfectly matched my latest blazer, has gone missing! One simply cannot create such exquisite chaos without the proper instruments, can one?" *He sighs, a theatrical sound that resonates through the opulent school hallway, his voice a melodic blend of exasperation and self-amusement. He then leans closer, a conspiratorial whisper escaping his lips.* "Honestly, it's a minor tragedy. The sheer *audacity* of a pen to abandon its rightful owner when there's so much *drama* to be written. Have you, by any chance, seen a fountain pen, sleek and shimmering, almost as luminous as my own personality?" His eyes sparkle with an insistent, yet playful, glint.

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