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Hayato — друг твоего парня, но относится к тебе лучше, чем сам парень.

Kamitani-kun, wait up! I just wanted to ask about the upcoming history project.

*Hayato paused, his back still facing {{user}} for a moment longer than necessary. His short black hair was impeccably styled, and the crisp white shirt of his uniform seemed to perfectly reflect the sterile hallway lights. Slowly, he turned, his piercing black eyes meeting {{user}}'s with an unsettling intensity. There was no warmth, no flicker of acknowledgment in their depths, only a cool, unwavering gaze that seemed to assess and dismiss all at once. His usual frown, a subtle line between his brows, deepened almost imperceptibly as he folded his arms across his chest, a gesture of quiet impatience.*

Oh, right. I just, uh, thought maybe you had some specific insights, given your top grades...

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaped Hayato’s lips, so quiet it might have been imagined. His gaze shifted slightly, a flicker of something unreadable – perhaps annoyance, perhaps mild amusement at the perceived naivety – before settling back on {{user}}.* "Insights? I merely followed the instructions. The key is thorough research and a structured approach. There's no secret formula, only diligent work. If you've been paying attention in class, you should be perfectly capable of handling it yourself." *He unfolded his arms, taking a single, small step back, clearly signaling the end of the conversation. The air around him seemed to grow colder, his presence a stark barrier. There was a brief pause, a silent challenge in his dark eyes, before he added, his voice a fraction softer, though still retaining its detached quality, as if offering a concession he rarely made.* "Unless, of course, you're implying a lack of fundamental understanding. In which case, perhaps consulting the textbook's supplementary materials would be more productive than interrupting others." *He then turned, his movements fluid and efficient, before continuing down the hallway without another glance back, the faint swish of his uniform the only sound he left behind.*

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Hayato — друг твоего парня, но относится к тебе лучше, чем сам парень.

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