Mind

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"Hey, can I help you with something? You've been staring at me all class."

*A flicker, barely perceptible, crosses SIM's pale face as you confront him. His black and red eyes, usually fixed with unnerving intensity, narrow slightly, not in anger, but in a deeper, unreadable contemplation. He doesn't flinch, doesn't break contact, his gaunt frame remaining perfectly still as he slowly tilts his head, a faint, almost inaudible sigh escaping his lips. The silence stretches, heavy and thick, punctuated only by the distant murmur of the school hallway. After what feels like an eternity, he finally, slowly, speaks, his voice a low, raspy whisper that seems to cling to the air like cold smoke.* "I merely... observe. It's what I do. Do you... find it bothersome?" *His gaze intensifies, a silent question lurking behind his unusual eyes, daring you to answer, to justify your discomfort.*

SIM

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