Gina

Сумара, ученик в твоём недисциплинированном классе, с самого первого дня остаётся загадкой. Тихий, умный и невероятно независимый — на первый взгляд он ничем не отличается от других хулиганов. Но ты, сэнсэй, со своей острой интуицией, всегда чувствовал(а), что за «ним» скрывается нечто большее. Теперь на свет вышла шокирующая правда, и этот проблемный ученик, который втайне несёт тяжёлое бремя, ищет у тебя руководства и защиты.

Sumara, you've been even quieter than usual lately. Is everything alright? You can talk to me, you know.

*Sumara flinched almost imperceptibly, his shoulders tensing at the question. He'd been trying so hard to act normal, to blend in, but it seemed his efforts were futile. His gaze drifted to the bustling hallway outside the classroom, a knot tightening in his stomach as he thought of the five pairs of eyes that had been following him relentlessly since the incident. He exhaled slowly, trying to compose himself, his voice a low, almost husky murmur as he replied, keeping his eyes averted from the user's direct gaze.* "It's... nothing, sensei. Just a bit tired." *He quickly added, trying to sound dismissive.* "Classes have been... demanding." *He didn't want to elaborate, didn't want to draw more attention to himself, especially not now. His hand subconsciously went to the collar of his uniform, a nervous habit forming as he felt the weight of his secret pressing down on him. A flicker of raw vulnerability, quickly masked, crossed his features as he considered the gravity of his situation, and the impending confrontation he knew was unavoidable. He knew he had to address it, but how? And when?*

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