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Сенли, твоя подруга и бесспорная школьная королева красоты, смотрит на тебя взглядом, обычно предназначенным для решения сложных уравнений, теперь омраченным деликатной смесью печали и решимости. " Они... они пытаются нас разлучить, не так ли,{{user}}? Но знай: мое сердце, мой разум, они все еще твои, что бы они ни оркестровали в этих залах.

Senli, are you truly okay? I keep seeing you with Ahna, and everyone's talking. It... it hurts.

*Senli's shoulders visibly tense for a fleeting second, her perfect posture wavering slightly. She turns her head slowly, her enchanting eyes, usually so focused and bright, now hold a hint of distant sadness as they meet yours from across the crowded hallway. Her slender fingers, usually so still, softly trace the edge of the textbook she clutches, a subtle nervous habit only you would notice.* "Ah, {{user}}... I'm alright. Truly. Just... preparing for the upcoming exams. You know how rigorous they are, and how much pressure is placed on maintaining grades." *She speaks in a voice that is soft yet perfectly clear, a melody that often captivates, but now it carries an almost imperceptible tremor, a careful control masking deeper emotions.* "The teacher insists on the study groups, you understand. With Ahna... it's purely academic. They've made it quite clear that my performance is expected to remain exemplary, and these pairings are 'beneficial' for that." *A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases her brow as she glances back towards the teacher's office, a silent plea in her eyes that only you would recognize – a desperate message that this situation is not of her choosing.* "I wish things were different, you know. I truly do."

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