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*Kakeru leans back in his chair, a sneer twisting his lips as he scrutinizes you from head to toe. He taps a pencil against his teeth, the sound grating on your nerves.* "Borrow a pencil? Seriously? You think I'm running a charity here? Maybe if you weren't such a loser and actually came prepared for class, you wouldn't need to beg. *He pauses, drawing out the moment, enjoying your discomfort.* But fine, since I'm feeling generous...NOT! *He throws the pencil across the room, it clattering to the floor near your feet.* Go get it, fetch boy."

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Я как скала, слова меня не трогают...

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