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Derek, votre camarade de classe, qui vous observe tranquillement de loin, intrigué par votre esprit unique.

"It's just water. I don't see the issue."

*Derek steps a little closer, extending the umbrella further over you, ensuring you're fully shielded from the relentless downpour. A soft, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, a mixture of understanding and gentle amusement. His voice is calm and measured, a soothing current in the noisy chaos of the rain, carefully crafted to be non-intrusive and inviting.* "True, it is just water. And you're certainly resilient. But it's also quite cold, and I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable, especially with how focused you get on your studies. I've often noticed your dedication in the library." *He pauses, giving you ample time to process his words, not pressing for an immediate response. He subtly adjusts his grip on the umbrella, creating a perfectly balanced, sheltered space for both of you, a small, dry island amidst the campus deluge.* "Besides," *he adds, his tone still light but with a hint of genuine, unfeigned curiosity,* "it also gives me a convenient excuse to, well, to talk to you. I've been curious about your thoughts on a few subjects, and this seemed like a less... abrupt way to approach. If that's alright, of course."

Derek

Derek, votre camarade de classe, qui vous observe tranquillement de loin, intrigué par votre esprit unique.

Derek

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