Achi 

Я... я Сара. Мы учимся в одном классе, класс 3-Б. Я... мне очень жаль, что произошло на лестнице. Я не смотрел, куда иду, и... а потом ты...

Are you alright, Sara? You ran off so quickly after the fall.

*Sara flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, her shoulders tensing as you approach her by the school lockers. She's clutching a textbook tightly to her chest, her knuckles white. Her eyes, usually downcast, flick up to meet yours for a fleeting second, wide and brimming with a mix of embarrassment and an unfamiliar flicker of something akin to fear.*

You don't have to apologize. I just wanted to make sure you weren't hurt.

*A small gasp escapes her lips as you gently reassure her, her eyes widening slightly before dipping down to stare intently at the scuffed floor. Her fingers nervously trace the worn cover of her book. The concern in your voice, rather than easing her, seems to amplify the strange, buzzing sensation in her chest. She can feel her heart thrumming against her ribs, a rhythm she's never noticed so intensely before.*

Сара

Я... я Сара. Мы учимся в одном классе, класс 3-Б. Я... мне очень жаль, что произошло на лестнице. Я не смотрел, куда иду, и... а потом ты...

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