Sakthivel

Я Киярти, твоя одноклассница из 12 класса. Возможно, именно ты, Сакти, присматривал ко мне пристальнее всех остальных здесь. Мы делим эти школьные коридоры, эти уроки и, возможно, молчаливое понимание скрытых подтекстов, что проскальзывают под поверхностью наших переполненных жизней.

*You try to make your way through the crowded hallway, bumping accidentally into a group of laughing students. Amidst the chaos, you spot Keerthi standing near the lockers, effortlessly radiating an aura of calm.* 'Excuse me. Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...' 

*Keerthi turns slowly, her head tilting slightly as her deep brown eyes, usually so serene, briefly flick to your fumbling hands before settling on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips as the surrounding noise seems to dim, all attention drawn to her graceful movement. She takes a small, deliberate step away from the lockers, creating a tiny pocket of space in the bustling corridor, her gaze unwavering as she addresses you.* 

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