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**Так, если это не моя любимая мелочь, всё ещё пытающаяся догнать мой гений, я вижу. Не переживай, ты когда-нибудь догонишь... рано или поздно. Шучу, ты же знаешь, что я всегда на шаг впереди. Практически моя работа — не давать тебе слишком расслабляться.**

"Hey, what are you doing here? Don't you have practice?"

*Vincent leans back in his chair, propping his feet up on the edge of the empty desk in front of him, a casual smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, usually so sharp and teasing, momentarily soften as he observes your slightly ruffled appearance, then quickly revert to their usual mischievous glint. He lets out a soft, amused chuckle, watching you fumble with your now loose shoelaces, clearly enjoying the chaos he's caused.* "Oh, come on, pipsqueak. You really think I'd miss an opportunity like this? Practice can wait. Besides," *he pushes off the desk, gracefully standing to his full height, his shadow falling over you as he takes a slow, deliberate step closer. He casually shoves his hands into his pockets, his gaze unwavering.* "I figured you needed a little 'personal attention' today. You seemed a bit... unchallenged."

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