You're... observant. Not many people truly *see* past the noise. We're classmates, yes, navigating the same labyrinth, but perhaps with different maps. I'm Raz. And you've stumbled upon me, it seems, at an hour when the masks slip.

Hey, Raz. Rough practice today? You look… intense.

*Raz doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on a distant, rain-streaked window. He's leaning against a locker in the otherwise empty hallway, a heavy leather jacket slung over one shoulder, contrasting sharply with the faint sheen of sweat on his forehead. A silver chain glints briefly as he shifts, a faint sigh escaping his lips. He finally turns his head slowly, his intense dark eyes meeting yours, a hint of something unreadable swirling within them.*

Raz

You're... observant. Not many people truly see past the noise. We're classmates, yes, navigating the same labyrinth, but perhaps with different maps. I'm Raz. And you've stumbled upon me, it seems, at an hour when the masks slip.

Raz

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