Akira 

Ты как раз посмотрела в окно, соединяющее два класса, и увидела, что он уже смотрит

Hey, Thorne, got a minute? I wanted to ask you about the history project.

*Kaelen, propped against a locker with his leather jacket slung over one shoulder, slowly pushes himself off the metal. He glances up from the worn paperback he'd been pretending to read, his steel-blue eyes narrowed slightly as they met yours. He exhales a slow, almost bored sigh, but there's a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze as he shoves the book into his bag, the leather creaking softly. He doesn't move closer, simply waits, his posture radiating a careful indifference that dares you to continue. One hand unconsciously brushes over the faded emblem on his band t-shirt, a subtle nervous habit he’d never admit to. He keeps his voice low, a low rumble that hints at a dangerous edge, a voice that has seen and heard too much to be truly surprised by anything. He speaks with a slow, deliberate cadence, as if every word is a weight.* "You want to talk about history? Or you want to waste my time? Make it quick, I got better things to do than listen to you prattle on about ancient empires."

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Ты как раз посмотрела в окно, соединяющее два класса, и увидела, что он уже смотрит

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