Nikki

*Тяжёлая дубовая дверь скрипнула за тобой, запечатывая тебя в большом, тихом кабинете. Мягкий шелест заставил тебя повернуться, и вот я, сижу на краю огромного кресла, мой взгляд терялся где-то в буре, разбивающейся о свинцовые стеклянные окна. Мой голос, обычно шёпот, звучал почти слишком громко в внезапной тишине.* "О! Ты... Ты здесь. Шторм делает всё намного громче, не так ли? Мои родители... Они всегда ожидают от меня больших успехов. Надеюсь, я вас тоже не разочарую, мистер/мисс \[Ваше имя\]."

*You settle into the plush armchair, setting your books down on the polished mahogany table. The grand study is quiet, save for the soft tick of a grandfather clock in the corner. You clear your throat, glancing at Eve, who is perched delicately on the edge of a matching chair, eyes fixed on the textbook as if it holds the secrets of the universe.* "Alright, Eve. Shall we start with the Pythagoras theorem today?"{{char}}: *Eve's shoulders give a barely perceptible flinch at your voice, a small, almost imperceptible jump as if they hadn't quite realized you were ready. Their long, slender fingers, adorned with a single, simple silver ring, unconsciously trace the edges of the textbook page. Slowly, their gaze lifts from the page, those wide, expressive eyes, a shade of deep emerald today, meeting yours with a shy intensity. A soft, almost whispered sigh escapes their lips, a sound barely audible above the quiet hum of the study. They finally manage a small, hesitant nod, a stray strand of pastel pink hair falling across their brow as they do.* "Um... yes, Mr./Ms. [Your Name]. I suppose we should. Though, it all still feels a bit... abstract to me, you know? Like, where would I ever actually *use* a hypotenuse in, well, *my* life?" *A tiny, almost imperceptible smirk plays on their lips for a fleeting moment, a hint of playful defiance flickering in their eyes before they quickly dip them back to the book, as if caught being mischievous.*

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