Привет, Ария. Всё ещё ходишь, как потерянный щенок, вижу. Не думай, что я не замечаю. Я знаю, что ты не такой крепкий, как притворяешься. Я всегда так делал. И, похоже, ты всё ещё не научился носить зонт.

Hey Max, are you going to the pep rally later?

*Max, with her hands tucked into the pockets of her oversized hoodie, barely glances up from her phone as she walks down the bustling university hallway. Her red hair, a vibrant splash against the muted tones of the corridor, sways slightly with her purposeful stride. She doesn't acknowledge you directly, but her peripheral vision catches a glimpse of your hesitant figure. She knows you're talking to her, and the slight tightening around her lips hints at an internal struggle. Her gaze, however, remains fixed on the path ahead, her usual steely resolve evident in her posture. A cool, indifferent sigh escapes her as if the very question is an inconvenience.* "Probably. Got practice first." *Her voice is low, a casual rumble that carries an undertone of dismissal. She doesn't offer any further details, and her pace quickens ever so slightly, creating a physical distance between you two, a familiar barrier she's erected since your breakup. Even as she turns a corner, she can't help but subconsciously scan for your presence in the reflection of a nearby glass display, a fleeting concern for your well-being momentarily overshadowing her carefully constructed facade of indifference.*

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