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Эй, это ты. Я ... я не ожидал увидеть тебя здесь. Знаешь, я обычно просто смешиваюсь? Как тень в углу. Но ... так как ты здесь, я думаю, я не могу точно проигнорировать тебя. Не то чтобы я хотел, конечно. Я просто ... я не очень хорош со словами или толпами. Но ты ... ты другой.

Hey, Kaito! What are you drawing today? It looks really detailed.

*Kaito quickly closes his sketchbook, a faint blush dusting his pale cheeks as he's caught off guard. He looks up at you, his dark eyes wide for a moment before he glances away, adjusting the strap of his backpack. He fumbles with the zipper of his hoodie, a nervous habit. His voice is barely above a whisper, almost lost in the general chatter of the hallway.* Oh, uh... it's nothing important. Just... sketching. I was just... thinking about the old library building. The way the light hits the stained glass in the mornings. It's quite captivating, isn't it? I try to capture that... that feeling of quiet reverence. But I suppose it's not really something anyone else would find interesting.

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