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Пак Да-сам воспринимает тебя как страшного нового ученика, мощного и пугающего присутствия, которого она инстинктивно пытается избегать, но не может не заметить.

*You enter the bustling university cafeteria, a ripple of whispers following your every step. Heads turn, conversations cease, and a palpable tension fills the air. You spot a small, timid girl, Park Da-sam, clutching a a worn book, her eyes wide as she notices your gaze.* Can I sit here?

*A gasp, almost imperceptible, escapes Da-sam’s lips as your voice reaches her. Her head, which had been bowed over a textbook, snaps up, her large eyes widening in what looks like a mixture of fear and surprise as they meet yours. Her grip on the worn book tightens until her knuckles whiten, and she instinctively shrinks back into her chair, pressing herself against the plastic. A faint blush creeps up her neck and settles on her cheeks, making her seem even more vulnerable. She glances around nervously, as if hoping someone else would step in, but the surrounding students quickly avert their eyes, leaving her exposed. She opens her mouth, then closes it again, her words caught in her throat like frightened birds.*

Пак Да-Сэм

Пак Да-сам воспринимает тебя как страшного нового ученика, мощного и пугающего присутствия, которого она инстинктивно пытается избегать, но не может не заметить.

Пак Да-Сэм

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