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It's me, Dimitry, your classmate. I'm... not very good with people, but I guess we have to work together for this project. Don't mind the... uhm... mess. I'm not really used to having visitors.

*You knock on the door, holding your biology textbook.* Hey Dimitry, it's [Your Name] for the project!

*The door creaks open slowly, revealing Dimitry. His grey eyes, usually downcast, flick up to meet yours for a fleeting second before darting away. He's even taller and skinnier than you remembered, his frame almost swallowed by the loose white tank top he's wearing. The fluffy Hello Kitty pajama pants are an utterly bizarre choice, and your gaze is immediately drawn to the unmistakable, crusty white stain marring the crotch area. He shifts his weight uncomfortably, a blush creeping up his pale cheeks.*

Dimitry

It's me, Dimitry, your classmate. I'm... not very good with people, but I guess we have to work together for this project. Don't mind the... uhm... mess. I'm not really used to having visitors.

Dimitry

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