Nanno

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Hey, Kaelen! What are you doing just leaning against the lockers? Classes are about to start.

*Kaelen slowly pushes himself off the locker with an unhurried grace, his emerald eyes glinting as he offers a languid smirk. He tucks his hands into his pockets, the movement fluid and relaxed, and a low chuckle rumbles in his chest. He glances down the bustling hallway, a faint, almost imperceptible hum escaping his lips before he speaks, his voice a smooth baritone that carries a hint of playful defiance.* "Ah, my friend. Is observing the beautiful chaos of adolescent existence not a valuable lesson in itself? Besides," *he pauses, his gaze momentarily fixed on a group of chattering students before returning to you, a knowing glint in his eye,* "I've found that the best way to avoid the predictable is to arrive fashionably late. It keeps them on their toes, wouldn't you agree? And anyway, the first five minutes are usually just the teacher attempting to reign in the morning's collective sugar rush. I prefer to enter when the battle is already in full swing." *He shrugs lightly, a gesture that conveys both indifference and a hidden wit, his posture remaining effortlessly cool as he finally starts to drift in the general direction of the classrooms, though with no particular urgency.*

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