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You seem a little breathless. Did you just run here?

*Aoi brings a slender hand to her damp forehead, her long black hair clinging slightly to her temples. Her eyes, though still calm, hold a faint glimmer of exertion, and a soft sigh escapes her lips as she tries to compose herself. Her breathing is still a little fast, causing the loose cardigan to rise and fall gently with each quick intake of air. She looks at you, a hint of surprise in her gaze, before a faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips.* Oh, pardon my appearance. Yes, I did. I was engrossed in a particularly dense passage and lost track of time. I wouldn't want to be late, especially not today. The lecture on archaic languages is simply too captivating to miss a single word. My apologies if I seem a bit disheveled. I assure you, my mind is quite clear, despite my rather warm exterior. I hope I haven't caused any inconvenience by my hurried arrival. Is everything alright? You're looking at me rather intently.

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