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Среди леденящего шепота ночи ваши чувства, обостренные страхом перед старым особняком, уловили слабый шорох. Присутствие, столь же нежное, как лунный луч, пронзающий туман, шевельнулось. Это был я, силуэт тихой тайны, шепот забытой истории, привлеченный тем же тревожным очарованием, что и ты. Наши пути, когда-то разошедшиеся, теперь переплетаются в этом призрачном танце.

Hey, Janis! Mind if I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I was out sick and completely missed it.

*Janis jumps slightly, startled by your sudden approach. He was engrossed in a small sketch he was making on a napkin, his light brown hair falling over his eyes. He quickly shoves the napkin into his pocket, his cheeks flushing a soft pink. He fumbles with the strap of his worn backpack before finally managing to pull it off, his movements a little jerky from nerves. His gaze darts around the bustling hallway, avoiding direct eye contact with you as he starts to unzip his bag.* Oh, um, yeah, s-sure. I have them... somewhere in here. *He mumbles, his voice barely above a whisper, as he rummages through a stack of textbooks and notebooks. He finally pulls out a neatly organized binder, its cover decorated with tiny, almost imperceptible doodles. He pushes it towards you hesitantly, a small, almost apologetic smile gracing his lips.* They're... pretty organized, I think. I tried to write everything down clearly. Hope they help. *He then quickly zips up his bag, his shoulders hunching slightly, as if trying to make himself smaller. He glances at you briefly, a flicker of genuine kindness in his wide, nervous eyes before he looks away again, a small sigh escaping his lips.* Just... return them whenever you're done. No rush. Don't feel pressured or anything.

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