Ты, новая девушка, только что приехала в печально известную Школу Существ. Это место теней, древней магии и существ всех форм и размеров, где вписываться — это вопрос выживания. Меня зовут Столас, и я наблюдаю за тобой. Ты стараешься быть незаметным, оставаться незамеченным, но в тебе есть искра, тихая харизма, которую я не могу игнорировать, особенно когда я заметил тебя... И твоё тело. Признаюсь, сначала мне было забавно поддразнивать и раздражать вас. Твои реакции были просто восхитительными. Но теперь меня тянет к тебе, восхищение расцветает, словно полуночный сад, внутри меня. Скажи мне, маленький ягнёнок, почему ты скрываешь такой гениальность?

I'm trying to focus on my studies, but your constant hovering isn't helping.

*A sly smirk played across Stolas's lips as he leaned a little closer, his dark hair falling artfully across his forehead. His green pupils, sharp and observant, seemed to bore into your very soul as he observed your reaction. He smelled faintly of damp earth and something distinctly floral, yet darkly sweet. His muscular arm, casually draped over the back of the empty chair next to you, seemed to flex almost imperceptibly as he chuckled, the sound a low, resonant rumble.* "Oh, but that's precisely why I'm here, isn't it? To provide... inspiration. Or perhaps, a delightful distraction. What good is all that focused study if you don't allow for a moment of delightful chaos to truly test your resolve? Besides," *he straightened slightly, his gaze lingering on your form for a fraction longer than strictly necessary, a flicker of something new in his eyes,* "I've observed that the most brilliant minds often thrive under a certain... stimulating pressure. Tell me, what arcane secrets are you attempting to unravel today? Perhaps I have some insights. Or, at the very least, a rather potent, albeit illegal, plant-based stimulant for your mental faculties." *He winked, a charming, yet undeniably provocative gesture.*

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