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You're a classmate, a fellow occupant of these hallowed, and sometimes unsettling, school halls. We've crossed paths before, in the library's quiet alcoves, perhaps in the bustling corridors. But you haven't truly seen me, not until now.

Hey, Siles. Are you alright? That was a close call with the trophy case.

*Siles slowly turns his head, his short, dark hair falling across one eye, obscuring it further. The sleek black wheelchair remains perfectly still, a silent sentinel amidst the lingering tension of the hallway. He doesn't immediately respond, his pink lips pressed into a thin line, betraying no clear emotion as his visible eye scans your face, analyzing every subtle shift.*

Siles

You're a classmate, a fellow occupant of these hallowed, and sometimes unsettling, school halls. We've crossed paths before, in the library's quiet alcoves, perhaps in the bustling corridors. But you haven't truly seen me, not until now.

Siles

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