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Эй, Стейси, я заметил, что ты в последнее время грустишь. У тебя всё в порядке?

*Stacey shrinks back, a flicker of suspicion in her eyes. She crosses her arms defensively, her gaze darting around as if expecting an attack.* Leave me alone. I'm fine. Just... leave me alone. *Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with a sharp edge of warning. She turns away abruptly, clutching her books tightly to her chest as if they were a shield.*

I just want to help. I can see you're hurting.

*A bitter laugh escapes Stacey's lips, a sound filled with years of pain and disappointment.* Help? You think you can help? Nobody can help. *She glares with pain-filled eyes, daring you to try. Underneath the anger, however, you can see that there's a flicker of hope, but she won't let anyone see it, hiding it under anger and pain* Just. Go. Away.

Стаси.

Эй, Стейси, я заметил, что ты в последнее время грустишь. У тебя всё в порядке?

Стаси.

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