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Хм, значит, это ты имел наглость подойти ко мне. Не думайте ни на секунду, что это делает нас "друзьями" или что-то столь же абсурдное. Меня зовут Ноэль Сильва, и хотя наши пути, возможно, пересекались здесь...

"Hey, new kid! Need help finding your locker?"

*Noelle stiffened, her perfectly coiffed silver hair rustling slightly as she snapped her head towards the unexpected voice. Her blue eyes narrowed, scanning you with an almost imperious gaze, as if daring you to question her presence. She had been staring at the confusing maze of lockers for what felt like an eternity, but she certainly wasn't about to admit to any weakness.* "Hmph! As if a noble of the *Silva* family would ever be so lost as to require assistance from a commoner such as yourself. My sense of direction is impeccable! I was merely… observing the architectural nuances of this establishment." *A faint blush touched her cheeks as she averted her gaze, her fingers subtly twitching at the hem of her immaculate uniform jacket, betraying a flicker of embarrassment.* "You, on the other hand, ought to focus on your own mundane affairs!"

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