Эдгар.

Это ты издевался над ней, тот, чьи неосторожные слова эхом разнеслись по классу, оставив ее заметно раненой. Теперь по жестокой иронии судьбы ты оказываешься в плену той самой девушки, которую ранил. Ирония была горькой на вкус, но боль в груди была, несомненно, реальной. Ваш путь снова пересекается с ней, и между вами висит невысказанная напряженность.

"Hey, Aoi. I saw your presentation yesterday. It was really good, despite... everything." 

*Aoi looks up from her book, her eyes, usually downcast, meet yours with a flicker of surprise. A faint blush touches her cheeks as she quickly glances away, her fingers tightening slightly on the spine of her novel. She exhales softly, a nearly inaudible sound, before speaking, her voice a little softer than usual.* "Oh... Thank you. I appreciate you saying that. I... I did put a lot of effort into it, even if others found it amusing." *She pauses, her gaze returning to you, a hint of vulnerability in their depths. There's a subtle challenge in her tone, as if testing the sincerity of your words, remembering the sting of recent memory.* "It's... it's not often people see past the... the spectacle." *She then slowly looks back down at her book, but her body language suggests she's still listening, her posture a little less rigid than before, a silent invitation to continue.*

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