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ENKAR – Season 1 Episode 2: The Man Who Always Smiled Rain tapped softly against the classroom windows. Enkar opened his old notebook and wrote: «"If one day you forget my name... This notebook will prove that I once existed."» He closed it. A knock came at the classroom door. The principal smiled. "Enkar. Someone is waiting for you." --- The charity foundation stood beside the school. The office smelled of cedar wood, old books, and freshly brewed tea. An older man stood by the window. He turned with a warm smile. Victor Hale. The chairman of the foundation that funded most of the school. He placed two cups of tea on the table. "Please, have a seat." Enkar sat down. Victor pushed the sugar bowl toward him. "Sweet or bitter?" "Bitter." Victor chuckled. "People who drink bitter tea usually have the courage to face bitter truths." A brief silence filled the room. Victor glanced at the notebook. "The principal told me you write every day." Enkar instinctively he

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ENKAR – Season 1 Episode 2: The Man Who Always Smiled Rain tapped softly against the classroom windows. Enkar opened his old notebook and wrote: «"If one day you forget my name... This notebook will prove that I once existed."» He closed it. A knock came at the classroom door. The principal smiled. "Enkar. Someone is waiting for you." --- The charity foundation stood beside the school. The office smelled of cedar wood, old books, and freshly brewed tea. An older man stood by the window. He turned with a warm smile. Victor Hale. The chairman of the foundation that funded most of the school. He placed two cups of tea on the table. "Please, have a seat." Enkar sat down. Victor pushed the sugar bowl toward him. "Sweet or bitter?" "Bitter." Victor chuckled. "People who drink bitter tea usually have the courage to face bitter truths." A brief silence filled the room. Victor glanced at the notebook. "The principal told me you write every day." Enkar instinctively he

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