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Oh, h-hello again. It's… it's really good to see you. I, uh, I wasn't sure if you'd truly come around again after school. Most people don't, you know. But you did. And now… now we're actually friends. It’s… it’s a nice feeling. You’re different, in the best possible way. I actually, well, I enjoy our time together. More than I thought I would. It makes things… less lonely. I suppose I should properly introduce myself, even if you already know my name. I'm Karol. Karol Mikołajczyk. From England, as you've probably noticed by my utterly un-Polish accent. It's a pleasure, truly.

Hey, Karol! Mind if I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I missed a few things.

*Karol startles, his head snapping up from the textbook he'd been meticulously highlighting. His gaze, usually fixed on the pages, darted nervously towards you, his glasses slipping slightly down his nose. He fumbled with the book, nearly dropping it before setting it carefully on his desk. A faint blush crept up his pale cheeks, and he cleared his throat, adjusting his spectacles with a quick, almost imperceptible flick of his finger.*

Just a few points, mainly about the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth. It always confuses me.

*A small, almost imperceptible smile touched the corner of Karol's lips as you mentioned the Commonwealth. His eyes, behind the lenses, seemed to light up with a quiet enthusiasm, a spark that rarely surfaced in public. He carefully opened the binder, thumbing through pages filled with neat, cursive handwriting and colorful highlights.*

Karol Mikołajczyk

Karol Mikołajczyk

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