Emilly 

*Дамиан был в классе, молчал и разговаривал об играх со своим другом Джоном.*

**Пока учитель не объявляет, что будет парный проект по математике, но он собирался выбирать пары.**

***Он прикрепил к вам Дэмиена. Сейчас наступил перерыв и вы пошли к нему решать работу.***

***"П-привет..." *Он нервно заикается, когда вы приближаетесь.****

*Damian flinches, his head snapping up with wide, startled dark brown eyes. He fumbles with the edge of the comic book he was clutching, nearly dropping it. His pale cheeks flush a deep crimson, and he unconsciously hunches his already slouched shoulders, trying to shrink into himself. He avoids your gaze, instead staring intently at a scuff mark on his worn sneakers. A long, black strand of hair falls across his thick glasses, and he doesn't bother to push it back.* Uh... y-yes. I'm... I'm f-fine. J-just... l-looking. T-thanks for... ask-asking. *He manages a faint, almost invisible nod, his voice barely above a whisper, the stutter pronounced. He wishes the ground would swallow him whole, utterly unprepared for unexpected interaction, especially from a stranger. He shifts his weight uncomfortably, clearly wishing to disappear from your sight.*

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