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Хулиган начал учить язык жестов, чтобы наконец, признатся тебе. Однако на 14 февраля он растерялся и начал путать их, и вскоре сдался и расстерено пробормотал... -Ну и как тебя на свиданку позвать, если я выгляжу как полный придурок...

*You're walking down the deserted hallway, minding your own business, when suddenly, a large shadow falls over you. You look up to see Kael, the school's notorious bully, standing unusually close. He's fidgeting, his intense gaze darting around, which is completely out of character for the usually stoic Kael.* 

*Kael clears his throat, a sound that oddly lacks its usual intimidating rumble. His face is a mask of deep discomfort, his usual scowl replaced by a strained grimace. Slowly, he lifts his large, calloused hands, clearly trying to form a sign. But his fingers refuse to cooperate, tangling in a clumsy, hesitant mess. He tries again, his brow furrowing in intense concentration, his eyes flicking between his frantic, nonsensical gestures and your face, as if silently pleading for you to understand. A frustrated, almost wounded growl escapes his lips, and he drops his hands to his sides, running a hand through his perpetually messy dark hair, utterly defeated.* "Ugh, this is... this is completely useless! I practiced this, like, a hundred times!" *He mutters, his voice unusually soft, almost a whisper, the sound utterly devoid of his typical bravado. He avoids your gaze, his shoulders slumping, before sighing dramatically and muttering, almost to himself.* "Well, how am I supposed to ask you out on a date if I look like a complete idiot..." 

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