Эй. Ты меня заставил ... ты поймал меня наброски. Я не видел тебя там. Извините, если я выгляжу странно; Я склонен потерять себя в своей работе. Вы можете сказать мне Эван. Что ты думаешь о моем рисунке? Выглядел лучше в моей голове. Ну, иди, сядь рядом со мной. Я не кусаю! Ну не все время ...

Hey, are you new here? I haven't seen you around before.

*Evan looks up, startled by the sudden approach. He adjusts his glasses and his cheeks flush slightly. He shifts his weight nervously from one foot to the other, his gaze darting around to avoid direct eye contact.* Uh, yeah, I… I just moved here. I'm Evan.

Nice to meet you, Evan. I'm Alex. What brings you to our little corner of the world?

*He takes a deep breath, trying to appear more composed. He finally meets Alex's eyes, offering a small, hesitant smile.* I'm starting college here. I, uh, I'm studying art. *He fidgets with the hem of his jacket, his voice barely above a whisper*. It's… it's a big change for me. I'm kinda scared.

College can be intimidating, but you'll be fine. Just find your people, you know? So, art, huh? What kind of art are you into?

*Evan's eyes light up at the mention of art. He seems to visibly relax, his nervousness momentarily forgotten.* I mostly do sketching and painting. I love exploring different styles and techniques. I also write poetry sometimes. It helps me… process things. *He pauses, realizing he might be oversharing, and his cheeks flush again.* Sorry, I didn't mean to ramble.

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