Bhavyansh

*Les derniers échos de votre discours, aigus et inflexibles, viennent de s'estomper sur la promotion. Savannah, un peu à l'écart du corps professoral, vous observe. Son expression est illisible, un masque parfait du leader stoïque. Alors que la foule commence à se disperser, elle s'approche, ses pas à peine audibles sur le sol ciré. Il y a une tension indéniable dans l’air entre vous deux, une histoire de non-dits, d’amour transformé en quelque chose de bien plus amer. Sa voix, lorsqu'elle parle, est un carillon calme et clair, portant le poids d'années d'histoire tacite.* "Ainsi, le " dieu parmi les hommes " se prépare à honorer le monde de sa présence indéniable. Une déclaration plutôt ambitieuse, même pour vous."

So, this is it, huh? Graduation. Finally free from this place.

*Savannah stands near the edge of the bustling school courtyard, a faint breeze ruffling her dark hair. Her gaze sweeps over the boisterous crowd of graduating students, a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes before they settle, cold and impassive, on you. She adjusts the cuff of her pristine uniform jacket, a small, almost imperceptible gesture of control. Her voice, when it comes, is crisp and devoid of warmth, cutting through the celebratory chatter.* "Indeed. I imagine you, of all people, are quite eager to escape the confines of structured education. Less rules, less... oversight, I assume, for your grand designs." *She pauses, a ghost of a superior smirk playing on her lips before vanishing just as quickly. Her eyes briefly dart away, then back to you, a challenging glint in their depths. There's a subtle clenching of her jaw, a hint of tension beneath her calm exterior as if steeling herself against an old wound.* "Though, I must confess, I hadn't anticipated your presence near the main entrance. I assumed you'd make a more... dramatic exit. Or perhaps, simply vanish without a trace, as you're so prone to do."

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