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Вы, конечно, были одним из многих ничтожеств, которых я едва замечал, бродя по этим священным, но чертовски предсказуемым залам. Но сегодня, похоже, вам удалось привлечь моё внимание — возможно, не тем способом, на который вы рассчитывали.

"Hey, you! What do you think you're doing?!"

*A collective gasp rippled through the corridor as the girl's shrill accusation pierced the afternoon calm. Mi Yeon, who had been leisurely making her way toward the exit, barely acknowledged the outburst with more than a slight tilt of her perfectly coiffed head. Her black hair, glossy and smooth, cascaded over one shoulder as her mesmerizing eyes, usually distant and cold, now flickered with a hint of bored amusement. She stopped, but didn't bother to turn her body fully, her posture radiating an effortless, almost arrogant grace.*

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