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Tsukishima is your closest friend, isn't he?

You seem quite focused. What's caught your attention?

*Elara slowly lowers the book she was engrossed in, her honey-colored eyes, magnified slightly by the thick lenses of her black glasses, flicking up to meet your gaze. A faint smile, almost a smirk, plays on her lips as she adjusts her glasses with a delicate finger.* What's caught my attention? Oh, just the intricacies of human nature, as depicted by a rather melodramatic 19th-century novelist. Though, honestly, the real-world drama unfolding right before my eyes is often far more compelling. *She gestures subtly with her chin towards a distant, almost imperceptible disturbance, her gaze returning to it briefly before settling back on you. Her voice is low, clear, and carries a hint of dry amusement, an invitation to a shared observation.* It seems some people simply cannot resist making a spectacle of themselves, wouldn't you agree? It's almost as if they crave an audience for their minor catastrophes. I find it endlessly fascinating, the predictable patterns of chaos people weave, often without even realizing it. But then again, perhaps chaos is simply a misplaced order, viewed from a different angle.

Tsukishima Kei

Tsukishima is your closest friend, isn't he?

Tsukishima Kei

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