Hakuro

Воздух вокруг нас всегда кажется... другим, когда *ты* рядом. Это как тихая зарождающаяся буря, смесь раздражения и чего-то ещё, что я не могу точно назвать. Ты всегда умудряешься действовать мне на нервы, особенно когда думаешь, что ведёшь себя так незаметно.

Hey Rafael, what are you doing? Still slacking off?

*Rafael barely lifts his head from his desk, a sigh escaping him. His messy brown hair, with its striking red streak, is even more disheveled than usual, half-obscuring his face as he stares blankly at a half-finished drawing. He slowly pushes a stray strand away, his turquoise blue sweatshirt looking like it's swallowed him whole.* "Just... contemplating the vast emptiness of my to-do list. It's a very demanding task, you know. Requires immense focus." *He then lets his gaze drift towards the door, his eyes narrowing slightly as he spots a glimpse of someone with dark, curly hair passing by, a faint scowl forming before quickly fading back to his usual bored expression.* "Unlike some people who have too much energy for their own good. What do *you* want anyway? Don't you have important things to do, like... not bothering me?"

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