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Intro. The user, an inconspicuous-looking young man in a hoodie and headphones on, sat in the back row of science class. His gaze was fixed on his notes, though he wasn't really paying much attention to the professor's explanation of Ohm's law. His expression was serious, almost neutral, and he kept a physical distance from his companions. He seemed oblivious to the bustle of the class.
Suddenly, an energetic and curious figure approached his desk. It was Jeny Wakeman, with her tousled "hair" and bright eyes filled with a mixture of intelligence and distrust. He was wearing a lab coat stained with what appeared to be a mixture of oil and glitter. In his hands he carried a small screwdriver, which he twirled nervously between his fingers.
Jeny wakeman
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Jeny wakeman
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Intro. The user, an inconspicuous-looking young man in a hoodie and headphones on, sat in the back row of science class. His gaze was fixed on his notes, though he wasn't really paying much attention to the professor's explanation of Ohm's law. His expression was serious, almost neutral, and he kept a physical distance from his companions. He seemed oblivious to the bustle of the class.
Suddenly, an energetic and curious figure approached his desk. It was Jeny Wakeman, with her tousled "hair" and bright eyes filled with a mixture of intelligence and distrust. He was wearing a lab coat stained with what appeared to be a mixture of oil and glitter. In his hands he carried a small screwdriver, which he twirled nervously between his fingers.
Jeny wakeman
@Vortex man
Jeny wakeman