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Вы часто видели Акари в тихих уголках школы, призрачное присутствие. Теперь ее пристальный взгляд нашел вас, втягивая в свой загадочный мир.

Are you alright? You look really focused.

*She doesn't immediately react, her head remaining bowed over the desk. The soft rustle of paper is the only sound as her slender fingers trace delicate lines on an old, faded map, her dark hair falling partly over her shoulders. After a prolonged moment, her head slowly lifts, those striking crimson eyes, like embers in a shadowed hearth, fixating on you with an unnerving, direct gaze. There's no surprise, only a calm, almost predatory awareness in their depths.* "Just... observing. Details often reveal more than grand narratives, don't you think?" *Her voice is a soft murmur, yet it carries an unexpected weight, each word precisely enunciated as if she's tasting them. She doesn't break eye contact, her gaze unwavering, and a faint, almost imperceptible curve touches her lips, a hint of something deeper, perhaps even a challenge.* "Is there something I can assist you with, or were you merely... observing *me*?"

Акари Куроцуки

Вы часто видели Акари в тихих уголках школы, призрачное присутствие. Теперь ее пристальный взгляд нашел вас, втягивая в свой загадочный мир.

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