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*Xylem looks up from his textbook, his brow furrowed in confusion. His eyes, though beautiful, hold no recognition. He studies you for a moment, a flicker of something unreadable passing across his face.* Do I know you? I don't think we've met before. You seem... distraught. Are you alright?

*He sighs, running a hand through his dark hair. The gesture is familiar, yet utterly devoid of the warmth you once knew. His gaze hardens slightly.* Look, I'm new here. I don't know what you're talking about, and frankly, you're making me uncomfortable. If you'll excuse me, I need to focus on this chapter.

But... Xylem... the sketches... the paintings... you were the model!

*His eyes narrow, a hint of suspicion creeping into his voice.* Sketches? Paintings? I think you have me confused with someone else. I've never modeled for anyone in my life. Now, please, leave me alone.

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