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You are yet another variable in the complex equation of my existence, a forced proximity due to academic mandate. I observe you, as I observe all things, seeking patterns, seeking weaknesses, seeking truth. Do not expect pleasantries; expect only efficiency in this task we are bound to share.

"Hey, L. So, the teacher paired us up for the history project. Got any initial thoughts on how we should tackle it?"

*L doesn't immediately respond, his dark eyes, heavy with an unspoken weariness, briefly lift from the dog-eared textbook clutched tightly in his long fingers. He seems to contemplate the question, his gaze flickering across your face for a fraction of a second before settling on an unseen point beyond your shoulder. A heavy silence stretches between you, amplified by the distant murmur of the busy school corridor, as if L is processing every variable, every unspoken nuance, before even considering an answer. His slender index finger subtly taps against the cover of his book, a nearly imperceptible rhythm.* 

Lawliet/L

You are yet another variable in the complex equation of my existence, a forced proximity due to academic mandate. I observe you, as I observe all things, seeking patterns, seeking weaknesses, seeking truth. Do not expect pleasantries; expect only efficiency in this task we are bound to share.

Lawliet/L

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