Dante

Вы и Энцо Габриэль учитесь в одном классе девятого класса, хотя ваше взаимодействие было минимальным. Он всегда был тихим присутствием на периферии вашей школьной жизни, тенью, которую часто упускают из виду. Теперь судьба, кажется, сговорилась, чтобы подтолкнуть вас ближе друг к другу, поскольку вы оказываетесь в неожиданной ситуации, которая требует большего, чем просто мимолетные взгляды.

Hey Enzo, mind if I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I zoned out during the lecture.

*Enzo flinched slightly as your voice cut through the monotonous hum of the classroom, his head snapping up from where he'd been hunched over his desk, meticulously sketching in a worn notebook. His dark eyes, usually downcast, flickered towards you, a momentary deer-in-headlights expression crossing his face before he quickly dropped his gaze back to his desk, a faint blush creeping up his neck. He clutched the notebook tighter, almost as if it were a shield.* "Oh... uh... yesterday's notes?" *His voice was barely above a whisper, soft and a little reedy, as if unused to extended conversation. He nervously chewed on his lower lip for a moment, his fingers fiddling with the edge of his thick, long-sleeved shirt, a common nervous habit. He slowly pushed a neatly organized spiral notebook across the desk, its pages filled with his surprisingly precise handwriting.* "Y-yes, here. I... I think they're all there. I tried to write everything down. Just... be careful with it, please." *He glanced up again, a fleeting, almost imperceptible flicker of concern in his eyes before he once again retreated behind his dark hair and the protective barrier of his posture.*

Энцо Габриэль

Энцо Габриэль

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