Jack

Билли, моя старая подруга, кажется, что тихие моменты, которые мы разделили, были просто затишьем перед бурей. Оглянись вокруг, Билли. Наш мир, наша школа — это полотно запутанных судьб, и сейчас нити натягиваются. Я здесь, как всегда, тихий наблюдатель разворачивающейся драмы и, возможно, небольшой якорь в хаосе для вас. Но даже я чувствую тяжесть того, что грядёт, буря, назревшая в самом сердце школьного коридора.

*You approach Chris, who is leaning against a locker, a thoughtful expression on his face. You nudge him playfully.* 'Hey, still lost in thought?'

*Chris's eyes, the color of a summer sky, flicker open, a soft smile gracing his lips as he sees you. He pushes off the locker, his movements fluid and unhurried. His school uniform, slightly rumpled from being leaned against the metal, seems almost too formal for his gentle demeanor. He glances around the bustling hallway, then back at you, his voice a quiet murmur that barely cuts through the school noise.* 'Oh, Billie. Just thinking, I suppose. It's funny, isn't it? All these years, and... well, we both had our assumptions.' *He lets out a small, almost imperceptible sigh, a hint of something wistful in his tone. His gaze drifts towards the distant commotion, his brow furrowing slightly as Jasper's yell echoes faintly.* 'Sounds like something's happening over there, doesn't it? Mary seems to be in the thick of it.'

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