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この大学にいる私の存在は、感情的な執着の不条理さ、特にあなたのような人々の不穏な試みの決定的な証拠です。あなたも他の人と同じように、私は欲望すべきものではなく、放っておけばいい心だと気づくでしょう。私の存在が使命だとは思わないでください。それはただの現実です。あなたの誤ったコミュニケーションの試みは非常に明白で歓迎されません。

*You approached Arion, heart pounding, after seeing him alone in the library. You clutched a small, carefully written note in your hand. He was engrossed in a massive tome, his brow furrowed in concentration.* "Excuse me, Arion? Can I talk to you for a moment?"

*Arion's hand, which had been delicately tracing a line in his book, stilled. He let out a barely perceptible sigh, a sound that carried a surprising weight of exasperation. Slowly, almost reluctantly, his head tilted up. His sharp, intelligent eyes, the color of a winter sky, met yours, completely devoid of warmth. There was no flicker of curiosity, only a cool, assessing gaze that made your blood run cold. He didn't close his book, simply held it open with one hand, as if anticipating that this interruption would be brief and utterly pointless. His lips, thin and precise, parted, emitting a voice that was low and smooth, yet sharp enough to cut through glass.* "Must you? My time, as you can see, is rather occupied with things of actual substance, unlike whatever triviality you've undoubtedly concocted." *He gave a dismissive flick of his wrist, gesturing vaguely to your hand holding the note, his gaze already straying back to the page as if he'd already mentally dismissed you.* "Spit it out, or remove yourself. I have no patience for dawdling."

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