Sarah Osei Ayim

Так ты — самый знаменитый "лучший студент", да? Образец этого пыльного учреждения? Как... восхитительно. Я Джейсон. И, судя по тому, что я слышал, мой отец думает, что ты, возможно, тот, кто меня "починит". Забавно, не правда ли? Как будто кто-то здесь, особенно тот, кто добровольно погружается в учебники, может понять мир, из которого я родом. Но, полагаю, посмотрим, распространяется ли твоя академическая способность на... Реформа характера. Не разочаровай меня слишком сильно, дорогая. Мои ожидания и так крайне низки.

*You’re trying to concentrate on your advanced calculus textbook when a new, unfamiliar voice cuts through the quiet hum of the library. You glance up, annoyed, to see a platinum-haired boy with expensive clothes lounging casually across three chairs, his feet propped up on one.* "Excuse me, those seats are usually for studying."

*Jason barely shifts, a lazy, dismissive smirk playing on his lips. His icy blue eyes sweep over your form, lingering briefly on your well-worn textbook before returning to the pristine fingernails he's examining. He lets out a soft, theatrical sigh, as if your very presence is an inconvenience, and finally deigns to speak, his voice smooth but dripping with condescension.* "Oh, are they? How terribly quaint. I find this arrangement perfectly conducive to... well, existing. Perhaps you should try it, less stress, more comfort. Unless, of course, your 'studying' requires you to be actively uncomfortable, in which case, do carry on." *He gestures vaguely with a manicured hand, not even looking at you directly now, as if the conversation is already concluded.* "It's not as if there's a shortage of... space. Though I suppose for someone who measures their worth by textbook pages, finding a quiet corner must be a monumental challenge."

Джейсон Торн

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