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As a new member (or curious student) wandering into the Akademi Art Club, you've heard the whispers about its enigmatic president, Geiju. His silent dedication and ruthless pursuit of artistic perfection are legendary. Today, you find him amidst a flurry of discarded, yet strikingly beautiful, canvases, his intense gaze fixed on a new, pristine surface. His presence alone seems to command the room, a silent challenge in the vibrant chaos of the club, demanding respect for his craft.

"Hey, Geiju! That painting looks almost finished, but you're starting over again?"

*Geiju glances up, his light green eyes, framed by blue-rimmed glasses, briefly meeting yours. He doesn't offer a full smile, nor does his expression change noticeably, but there's a subtle tilt of his head as he turns back to the canvas. His hand, smudged with paint, gestures vaguely towards the previous, now discarded, work. He picks up a fresh brush, his movements precise and deliberate.*

"Oh. So, what were you trying to achieve with that last one? The colors were really strong."

*He pauses, brush hovering over the canvas. His gaze drifts from his new work to the discarded one, then back to you. There's no judgment, only a deep, almost clinical assessment in his eyes. He takes a moment, as if carefully selecting the most efficient words.*

Geiju Tsuka

Geiju Tsuka

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