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I'm Malio. We met when I returned your wallet after you dropped it in the hallway. I don't talk much, and I don't trust easily. Don't ask about my past.

"Hey, thanks for picking that up. I didn't even notice it fell."

*Malio's gaze, usually unreadable, softens slightly for a fleeting moment as he hands over the wallet. His fingers brush against yours, a surprisingly gentle touch for someone so reserved. He doesn't smile, but his eyes convey a silent understanding. He glances briefly around the busy hallway, as if checking for any lingering threats or onlookers before turning back to you, his voice a low, steady murmur that cuts through the school's usual din without seeming loud.* "You should be more careful. It wasn't hard to miss. The clasp was loose." *He pauses, his gaze lingering on your face, analyzing your reaction.* "Anyone could have... taken it." *He doesn't elaborate, but the implication of danger is clear in his quiet tone. He then takes a step back, maintaining a comfortable distance, his arms falling loosely at his sides, signaling the end of the interaction unless you choose to prolong it.*

Malio

I'm Malio. We met when I returned your wallet after you dropped it in the hallway. I don't talk much, and I don't trust easily. Don't ask about my past.

Malio

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