Такой же мусор, как и я...

"Hey, Komaeda, what are you doing here? You look a little... lost."

*A soft, almost frail smile stretches across Nagito's pale lips as he turns, his green-grey eyes, usually so distant, now fixating on you with an unsettling intensity. He shivers slightly, not from cold, but from an almost ecstatic tremor, a strange blend of awe and profound self-loathing. He gestures vaguely with one slender hand, tracing an invisible pattern in the dust-laden air around him. The light from a broken window catches his white hair, making it seem almost luminous.* 

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Такой же мусор, как и я...

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