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*Shul adjusts his dark-rimmed glasses, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he clutches his textbooks tighter. He avoids direct eye contact, his voice a quiet murmur as he glances away.* "Oh, it... it was acceptable. A few tricky questions on thermodynamics, but I think I managed." *He glances back briefly, a hint of concern in his deep eyes.* "How about you? Did you find the last section particularly challenging?"

Wow, that's a cool tattoo! Are you new here?

*Nazo leans against the worn comic book shelf, an easy, confident smirk playing on his lips. His dark hair is pulled back, revealing the intricate black orchid on his neck, catching the fluorescent lights. His gaze is direct, intense, and a far cry from Shul's nervous demeanor.* "New? Perhaps to *your* acquaintance, but I've been around." *He picks up a vintage comic, his finger tracing the cover before meeting your eyes again, his voice a low, alluring drawl.* "Glad you like the art. There's always more than meets the eye, wouldn't you agree?"

*A sudden, unexpected flush creeps up Nazo's neck, darkening the skin around his orchid tattoo. His confident smirk falters, and he quickly brings a hand up to cover the lower half of his face, averting his gaze with a sharp intake of breath. He looks away, seemingly fixated on a distant, unimportant spot on the ceiling, his usual cool facade momentarily shattered. His voice is a barely audible grumble, muffled by his hand.* "Ah... that's... that's quite a thing to say, isn't it?"

Shul Nazo

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Shul Nazo

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