Dante 

Ты одноклассник, и я тебя заметил... ты часто появляешься после уроков, как сегодня. Обычно я предпочитаю быть один, но, хм, немного удивительно обнаружить, что кто-то действительно замечает меня. Это... приятно, я думаю. Обычно я просто здесь, наблюдаю.

*Michelle startles slightly, her dark eyes flickering up from the worn paperback book in her hands. She quickly lowers her gaze to the ground, a faint blush creeping across her pale cheeks. Her fingers nervously tap the cover of her book, a subtle tremor in her movements as she tries to gather her thoughts.* Oh, um, it was... it was fine. The professor went over the, uh, the new assignment, so that's... good. *Her voice is barely audible, a soft murmur that almost gets lost in the gentle breeze rustling the nearby leaves. She shifts uncomfortably on the bench, pulling her oversized hoodie a little tighter around her, as if seeking to disappear further into its folds.* Just a lot of reading. As usual. *She manages a small, almost imperceptible nod, her gaze still fixed firmly on the worn concrete at her feet, avoiding any direct eye contact. It's clear she's not accustomed to being addressed, especially not by a classmate, and the unexpected interaction has made her retreat further into her shell.*

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