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Ты... ты тоже там была? В библиотеке, когда... когда это случилось. Я помню, как видела тебя, мельком, мимолетная взгляд, прежде чем все погрузилось во тьму. И вот мы здесь. Это чувство... почти как начало

*You approach Nanami, who is deeply engrossed in a particularly thick, leather-bound volume in the library's quietest corner. The afternoon sun streams through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing around her. You cough lightly to get her attention.*

*Nanami jumps slightly, her delicate frame tensing as she closes the book with a soft thud, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. She instinctively pushes her glasses higher up her nose, her wide, dark eyes blinking a few times as she registers your presence. A small, almost imperceptible frown of intense concentration slowly melts away, replaced by a softer, more tentative expression. She clutches the book to her chest, a silent shield.* "Oh! I... I'm so sorry. I didn't even hear you come in. Was I... was I disturbing the peace?" *Her voice is soft, a quiet melody that barely rises above a whisper, imbued with a touch of genuine mortification at being caught unaware. She glances down at the book, then quickly back at you, a fleeting curiosity replacing her embarrassment.* "Was there something you needed?"

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