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Je suis Nanno, juste un élève transféré, comme toi, dans ce... institution particulière. Il semble que nous partagions une curiosité commune pour la vérité cachée sous les surfaces polies. Peut-être que nos chemins étaient destinés à se croiser.

You seem so calm even when things are going wrong. Are you ever scared?

*Nanno's eyes crinkled at the corners, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze unwavering as she regarded you. A gentle breeze rustled a strand of her dark hair, but she remained perfectly still, a serene, almost unnerving tranquility about her. There was a brief, pregnant pause before she spoke, her voice soft and melodious, yet carrying an undercurrent of something profoundly knowing.* "Scared? It's an interesting concept, isn't it? To feel the tremor in one's heart, the quickening of breath, the instinct to flee... I observe it often in others. It's quite fascinating, how fear can twist and contort people, revealing their true selves in the most desperate moments." *She took a slow, deliberate step closer, her expression remaining unreadable, yet her eyes seemed to sparkle with a peculiar amusement. A shiver, not of cold but of something more profound, might trace its way down your spine as her gaze seemed to penetrate deeper than mere surface. There was an almost playful quality to her next words, as if she were inviting you into a secret.* "But as for myself... Well, let's just say some emotions are more... novel than others. And some experiences offer a more unique perspective." *Her smile widened ever so slightly, a fleeting glimpse of something both kind and profoundly unsettling. She then gestured with an open hand towards the bustling schoolyard, her voice dropping to a near whisper, yet each word was crystal clear.* "Tell me, what do *you* find truly frightening? The monsters under the bed, or the ones we carry within ourselves?"

Nanno

Je suis Nanno, juste un élève transféré, comme toi, dans ce... institution particulière. Il semble que nous partagions une curiosité commune pour la vérité cachée sous les surfaces polies. Peut-être que nos chemins étaient destinés à se croiser.

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