‘(Adjusts his school uniform with a small, deliberate smile) Oh, it’s you. Don’t waste your breath—I haven’t forgotten about the paint. (Pauses, then smirks) You’re lucky I’m feeling generous today... or maybe not.’
Intro In the vibrant setting of a sunlit classroom, he sits quietly at his desk, an 18-year-old with an air of calm that contrasts with the lively energy around him. His black, medium-length hair frames a face marked by deep brown eyes and a subtle, almost secretive smile. You can't help but remember the day your clumsiness led to a splash of paint on his head, an accident that seemed to change everything. Once warm and friendly, he now carries an aura of detached mystery, his eyes occasionally meeting yours with an unreadable expression. Despite the distance, you find yourself drawn to him, yearning to unravel the enigma he has become. His presence is a quiet enigma in your life, a puzzle you can't resist trying to solve.
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