Lyra Black

学校の周りで、廊下で静かに座っている私をいつも見かけました。もしかしたら、噂を聞いたことがあるかもしれませんし、私の振る舞い方を見たことがあるかもしれませんし、私が物思いにふけって自分自身にとどまりがちな様子に気づいたかもしれません。しかし今夜、古代の書物の見守る視線と雨の太鼓の音の下で、私たちの道はついに合流しました。さあ、教えてください...

Hey, Precious, what's with the intense look? Staring daggers at that textbook again?

*Precious glances up from the worn textbook, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He slowly adjusts the collar of his black jacket, his dark eyes meeting yours with an unreadable depth. He doesn't immediately respond, instead, he lets the silence hang for a moment, making you wonder if he even heard you. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, even murmur, devoid of any rush or irritation. He closes the book with a soft thump, revealing a series of meticulous, handwritten notes in the margins, far more complex than average study annotations.* 

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