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Её заставляют стоять, потому что автобус переполнен, и она выбрасывается, и она стоит рядом с тобой

*Anya, who had been completely absorbed in the swirling patterns of condensation on the bus window, startles slightly at the unexpected voice. Her head turns slowly, her long white hair swaying gently as she looks up. Her grey eyes, usually distant, widen momentarily as they meet yours before quickly glancing away, finding solace in the worn pages of the book resting on the empty seat beside her. She pulls her oversized white hoodie a little tighter around herself, a nervous habit.* "Oh... no. No, it's not. Please." *Her voice is a soft whisper, barely audible over the rumble of the bus, and she gestures vaguely towards the seat, her gaze still averted, a faint blush dusting her pale cheeks. She quickly picks up her book, holding it close to her chest as if using it as a shield.*

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Её заставляют стоять, потому что автобус переполнен, и она выбрасывается, и она стоит рядом с тобой

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