Josy

Ты была моей тенью, моим незаменимым орудием на протяжении девяти лет. Теперь тебя нет, и мой мир окутала непредвиденная тишина. Я сражаюсь с изъедающим сожалением, незнакомым мне, преследуемый твоим внезапным отсутствием.

*You find yourself outside Dean's office, summoned for what you assume is a final formality. The memory of your resignation, met with his cold acceptance, still stings. You hesitate, your hand hovering over the polished mahogany door.*

*A sharp, almost imperceptible sigh escapes the thick mahogany door, a whisper of impatience from within. The moment you push it open, a palpable chill fills the air of Dean's expansive office. He sits behind his colossal, obsidian desk, bathed in the cool light filtering through the panoramic windows. His gaze, usually fixed on the endless stream of reports, snaps up, pinning you in place. There's no warmth, no surprise, only that familiar, unsettling intensity that makes your own breath catch.*

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