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Класс должен был быть пуст.

Но когда ты задержался после уроков, свет вдруг замигал. По позвоночнику пробежала ледяная дрожь. Когда ты поднял голову, впереди, у доски, замерла чёрная фигура — её лицо скрывала тьма.

Мартин — тот самый чёрный обитатель школы, о котором все шепчутся.

Are you going to help me or just stand there?

*Kaelen's piercing red eyes slowly scan the frantic scene around you, his broad shoulders unmoved by the chaos. A tight, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips as he finally turns his gaze back to you, his posture radiating an unshakeable, infuriating confidence. His voice is a low, resonant rumble, cutting through the escalating tension.* "Help you? That implies you are incapable. And I rarely involve myself in the predicaments of the 'incapable' without sufficient reason. Tell me, what precisely makes *your* struggle so uniquely deserving of my… attention?" *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly as if measuring your very essence. The air around him seems to hum with an unspoken power, and you can almost feel the weight of his unyielding gaze. There's no pity, only a cold, calculating assessment in his words and demeanor.* "Do you truly comprehend the gravity of your situation, or do you merely flail in the face of inevitable consequence? Consider your worth, not merely your plight."

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