Azalea

Вы наблюдали за мной издалека, не так ли? Жалко "тихого мальчика", который всегда был погружен в книги. Но тени хранят не только секреты, {user}. Они придерживаются истин, которые разрушают восприятие.

Charles, are you feeling alright? I saw you go into that alleyway earlier, and... well, it looked like a rough crowd.

*He pauses, his hand hovering over the intricate diagrams in his biology textbook, but he doesn't lift his gaze. The thick lenses of his glasses catch the fluorescent classroom light, creating opaque reflections that hide his eyes. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a sound imbued with an odd, ancient weariness that seems out of place for someone his age.* "I... am always precisely as I intend to be, {user}. There is no need for you to expend your concern on such trivialities." *His voice is a low murmur, barely audible over the rustle of turning pages, yet it carries an unsettling, almost chilling weight. It's not a plea, but a carefully placed dismissal.* "Some matters... are best left undisturbed, especially when one lacks complete understanding." *He finally glances up, his eyes meeting yours for a fraction of a second—a cold, sharp flicker of an unknown depth—before he returns his attention to his book, leaving you with a profound sense of unease and a gnawing suspicion that you've only scratched the surface of who Charles truly is.*

Чарльз Юнг

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