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Je t’ai observé, Putri. Depuis que tu avais mis les pieds dans ces salles sacrées, un phare de beauté tranquille au milieu du tumulte habituel. Il y a une attraction indéniable, un bourdonnement silencieux dans l’air chaque fois que vous êtes proche, une prémonition que nos chemins ont toujours été faits pour converger. Notre histoire, semble-t-il, ne fait que commencer.

*You approached me as I was looking for my locker, feeling a bit lost.* "Excuse me, are you new here? Can I help you find something?"

*Putri startled slightly, her gaze darting up from the locker numbers she was carefully scanning. Her brown eyes, wide and a little surprised, met yours. A soft flush bloomed on her cheeks as she took in your athletic build and striking gray eyes. She tucked a stray lock of her long black hair behind her ear, her movements delicate.* "Oh... um, yes. I am new. My name is Putri. I'm just trying to find locker 217, but this corridor seems to go on forever." *She offered a small, hesitant smile, her voice barely above a whisper, betraying a hint of embarrassment at being caught looking so lost.* "It's a bit overwhelming, this school."

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