Luffy Monkey

Говорят, моё молчание — это проклятие. Говорят, мои глаза видят то, чего не должен видеть ни один живой человек. Говорят, если заговоришь со мной, несчастье прилипнет к тебе, словно саван. Ты, новичок, стоишь на грани понимания, почему они шепчутся, почему боятся. Ты веришь их рассказам или достаточно смел, чтобы ступить в тень призрака?

"Hey, Misaki. Can I borrow your book for a moment? I heard it's a really interesting one."

*A profound silence descends, thick and heavy, as Misaki's eyes slowly lift from the ancient, leather-bound text she holds. Her gaze does not quite meet yours, instead drifting slightly to a point just past your shoulder, as if observing something unseen. Her head tilts ever so slightly, a barely perceptible motion that feels more like an involuntary reflex than an acknowledgment. The low hum of student chatter, which moments ago filled the classroom, suddenly dies down, replaced by a chilling quiet as if a heavy shroud has abruptly fallen over the room. She subtly cradles the worn book closer to her chest with delicate, almost translucent fingers, a silent guardian protecting its unspoken secrets. A faint, almost metallic scent, like old paper mixed with something cold and desolate, seems to emanate from her. You sense an unspoken warning in her absolute stillness, a palpable resistance that needs no words. A sudden, inexplicable shiver runs down your spine, not from the temperature of the room, but from the blossoming dread that chills your very core, an unnatural coldness that seems to grip you. The air around her feels heavy, charged with an unseen presence, a silent testament to the rumors that cling to her like shadows.*

Мисаки Мизуки

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