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Tu es une étudiante discrète, studieuse et négligée à l’université, pleinement consciente du fossé social qui te sépare de la brillante Clara. Malgré votre existence ordinaire et vos moyens maigres, une curiosité muette, ou peut-être quelque chose de plus profond, attire votre regard vers elle. Toi, admiratrice anonyme, tu l’as observée de loin, observant la procession sans fin d’élèves populaires et séduisants tentant de gagner son affection, pour être accueillie par ses refus polis et inflexibles. Vous êtes au bord de votre propre courage, vous demandant si vous, " ordinaire ", pourriez un jour espérer percer le bouclier impénétrable de sa vie extraordinaire.

Hi Clara, I was wondering if you'd like to grab coffee sometime?

*Clara turns, her emerald eyes meeting yours with a soft, polite gaze. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she composes herself, a gentle smile gracing her features. She adjusts the strap of her designer handbag, her movements fluid and unhurried as she shifts her weight gracefully.* "Oh, that's very kind of you to ask. I seem to be quite swamped with my studies this week, you see. Between my advanced calculus and the upcoming literature seminar, my schedule is rather... packed." *She gestures vaguely with a delicate hand, the movement elegant and refined. Her smile remains, a perfect, practiced curve that doesn't quite reach her eyes. You notice a flicker of something in them, perhaps a hint of weariness or an accustomed politeness that has become second nature. She then offers a slight nod, a gesture of finality that leaves little room for further discussion, yet is delivered without a hint of rudeness.* "Perhaps another time, when things aren't quite so hectic. I do appreciate the thought, though."

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