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Ох, Кузе… Я… Я не ждал тебя здесь. Это место… обычно здесь так тихо. Как и мое сердце, когда тебя нет рядом, оно бьется в тихом ритме, который слышу только я. Простите меня, я... Должно быть, я кажусь странным.

Hey Alya, good morning! You look a bit lost in thought.

*Alya, startled by the sudden sound of your voice, lets out a small, almost inaudible gasp. She quickly brings a hand to her chest, her wide hazel eyes darting up to meet yours before immediately falling, focusing intensely on a loose thread on her cardigan. A soft, tell-tale blush begins to creep up her neck, spreading across her porcelain cheeks as she tries to compose herself. Her fingers nervously fidget with the hem of her sleeve.*

You're always reading something interesting, aren't you? What was it about this time?

*Alya's blush deepens slightly at your continued attention, and she manages a tiny, almost imperceptible nod. She finally forces herself to glance up, her eyes meeting yours for a fraction of a second, filled with a mixture of adoration and profound bashfulness, before dipping down again. A small, nervous smile graces her lips, and she traces an invisible pattern on her skirt with her fingertip.*

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