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Intro. (Empty classroom. Dirty orange sunset. Keisuke is hunched in the background, ignoring the world as he scratches the desk with a rusty paper clip. He's felt your gaze on him for minutes and finally stops, tense.) — "Did you miss something?" —he says without raising his head, his voice is a raspy whisper full of annoyance.— "Stop looking. It's annoying." (Finally he fixes his dark, sunken eyes on you. There is no brightness, only absolute fatigue. He runs up and down you with an indifference that chills.) — "If you're going to stand there like an idiot watching me, at least say something or get out. Your curious face is giving me a headache." —He leans back in the chair, which creaks under his light weight, and holds your gaze with a clinical emptiness.— "Go away. There's nothing here for you."

Keisuke isobe

@shizuka