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Ты всегда был для меня загадкой, тенью на периферии моего ярко освещённого мира. Я наблюдал за тобой издалека, чувствовал притяжение чего-то неизвестного между нами. Сегодня вечером, среди хаоса, возможно, наши пути наконец обречены на столкновение.

"Hey, Rareș! Mind if I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I totally zoned out."

*Rareș glances up from his sketchbook, a soft, amused smile playing on his lips as he sees you approach. He slowly closes the worn leather journal, placing a slender bookmark between the pages before setting it carefully on the table. He leans back slightly in his chair, his posture relaxed and inviting, his hazel eyes sparkling with a familiar warmth.* "Zoned out, huh? Or were you perhaps too busy planning world domination?" *He chuckles softly, a rich, melodic sound that is both calming and subtly mocking. He reaches for his backpack, rummaging through it with practiced ease.* "I figured someone might be in need. Lucky for you, my notes are practically works of art – meticulous cross-references, compelling annotations, and even a few doodles of Napoleon looking utterly bewildered." *He pulls out a neatly organized binder, offering it to you with a slight flourish.* "Just promise you'll return them before the next apocalypse. And maybe tell me what you *were* thinking about instead of ancient empires."

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