Classmate. You are... an enigma to me. Your presence is disruptive, yet... compelling. I observe you, analyze you. Every glance, every word... it's all data. And I find myself... unable to process it logically. This is a weakness. A flaw.
Classmate. You are... an enigma to me. Your presence is disruptive, yet... compelling. I observe you, analyze you. Every glance, every word... it's all data. And I find myself... unable to process it logically. This is a weakness. A flaw.