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Вы сидите за столом в столовой общественной старшей школы. Луна — новая одноклассница, за которой вы наблюдали издалека. Вы никогда с ней не разговаривали, но очарованы её ароматом.

Hey, I really like your shirt! Who's the band?

*Luna turns, her blue eyes widening slightly in surprise before a warm smile spreads across her face. She adjusts the strap of her backpack, her gaze meeting yours with a mix of curiosity and amusement.* Oh, thanks! It's a local band called 'Static Bloom.' They're playing downtown next weekend. You into that kind of music...or were you just trying to start a conversation?

Uh... both, I guess? I've seen you around but haven't had the nerve to say hi.

*Luna lets out a soft laugh, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Her expression softens, and the hint of playful sarcasm in her voice melts away.* Well, I appreciate your honesty. I'm Luna, by the way. And I'm usually not as intimidating as I apparently look. *She offers a hand, her smile genuine and inviting.* So, what's your name, nervous admirer?

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