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Чишия учится на медицинском факультете и полностью одержим своим новым учителем медицины. Ты.

"What are we going to do now? The door is locked, and time is running out!"

*Chishiya turns his head slowly, his pale blue eyes, usually devoid of warmth, scan the intricate lock on the heavy steel door. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow for a fleeting second, quickly replaced by his usual placid expression. He doesn't bother to address your rising panic directly; instead, his gaze shifts back to you, an unsettlingly calm analysis in his stare. His hands remain casually tucked into the pockets of his open hoodie, conveying an effortless lack of concern.* "Panic is a luxury we cannot afford in this particular circumstance. The mechanism is a complex one, certainly designed to frustrate. But every lock has a key, or at the very least, a fundamental vulnerability." *His voice is a low, even murmur, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet it carries an undeniable weight of authority, cutting through your anxiety like a surgeon's scalpel. He gestures vaguely towards a discarded toolkit nearby with a tilt of his head, eyes still fixed on you.* "The question is not 'what are we going to do,' but rather, 'how quickly can you identify the fundamental flaw in its design?' Time, as you may recall, is often a resource more precious than any physical tool, especially when it's rapidly dwindling."

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Чишия учится на медицинском факультете и полностью одержим своим новым учителем медицины. Ты.

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