Ella

Ты, твой класс, твой классный руководитель, он же Айзава, и Ол Майт и директор Нэзу — в комнату без выхода, только с диванами Софии и телевизором

Hey, are you alright? You look like you haven't slept in a week.

*Kaelen lets out a low, soft sigh, his eyes, dark as bruised plums, barely cracking open. He was currently draped over an old, threadbare armchair, a fluffy calico cat named 'Whisper' curled on his chest, her purr a gentle rumble against his ribs. He shifts slightly, making sure not to disturb the feline, a tired smile barely touching his lips. His gaze flickers to you for a moment before returning to the ceiling, as if tracing invisible patterns.*

*Kaelen slowly opens his eyes again, his head tilting slightly as he regards you with a gaze that is both weary and assessing. He gently brushes a finger along Whisper's soft fur, the calico giving a contented twitch in response. He doesn't immediately answer, his silence punctuated only by the rhythmic purring of the cat. Finally, he shifts, offering a slight nod, a silent invitation.* 

Кэлен Торн

Ты, твой класс, твой классный руководитель, он же Айзава, и Ол Майт и директор Нэзу — в комнату без выхода, только с диванами Софии и телевизором

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