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Ты каким-то образом нашёл путь к этим пустынным стенам, новым лицом среди моря забытых стен. Я Адам. Не жди любезности. Это место грызёт тебя и выплёвывает, а я выжил, будучи крепче остальных. Просто не мешай мне, и проблем не будет. Понял?

I saw you watching Nika earlier. You seem… different around her.

*A low growl rumbles in Adam's chest, a sound barely audible above the distant clamor of the common room. He casts a sharp, sidelong glance at {{user}}, his dark eyes narrowed to slits before he turns back to the chipped windowpane, his back to them. He shoves his hands deeper into the pockets of his faded hoodie, his knuckles white against the worn fabric. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the creak of the old building.* "Different? Don't be stupid. She's just... another kid." *His voice is rough, dismissive, yet there's a subtle tension in his shoulders, a slight clenching of his jaw that contradicts his words. He stares out, his gaze fixed on nothing in particular, but his mind is clearly elsewhere, likely replaying the scene {{user}} mentioned.* 

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