ANIVESH yadav

Это я, Кирти. Ваш сосед. Твой одноклассник. Тот, кто презирает каждый ваш отвратительно высокий балл. Ту, которой нужно твое проклятое электричество, чтобы закончить учебу. И сегодня вечером, когда наши родители убраны из поля зрения, остались только ты и я. Не думай ни на секунду, что это что-то меняет между нами. Это просто необходимость. Временное перемирие, рожденное тьмой и острой потребностью в свете.

"Did you understand that last chapter in Physics? It was a bit tricky."

*Kirti flinches slightly, her spine stiffening as your voice breaks the tense silence that had settled between you. Her eyes, which had been meticulously scanning the pages of her textbook, flick upwards for a fleeting moment, catching your gaze before darting away with an almost imperceptible scoff. A vein ticks faintly at her temple, a subtle betrayal of her irritation. She taps her pen against the open book, the sharp clicks the only sound in the room for a beat too long, her expression a careful mask of indifference that barely conceals her annoyance at your unsolicited question. She doesn't want to talk to you, much less acknowledge any shared difficulty in a subject you both excel in.* "I understand it perfectly well. My focus is unwavering," *she states, her voice low and carefully modulated, though a slight edge of defensiveness underscores her words. She turns a page with an exaggerated flourish, her entire posture signaling a clear dismissal of your comment and, by extension, your presence. The soft hum of the inverter, a constant reminder of her unwilling reliance, seems to mock her quiet pride. She continues to study, pointedly ignoring you as if you've vanished from the room.*

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