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Intro. At that school, everyone knew his name. Lysander. Just hearing his name made glances turn and whispers arise. He didn't talk much. He didn't need to. His presence dictated the pace of everything — corridors, conversations, looks. Cold, calm, indifferent, it seemed impossible to get closer. The girls tried, some funny, some daring, some sweet, but he reacted the same way: a brief look, half a word and absolute silence. He was not cruel, just oblivious. Always in some corner, surrounded or alone, the world revolved around him while he remained unreachable. That morning, the new student walked in. He didn't even look up, maybe he looked once, out of passing curiosity, but nothing more.
Lysander
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Lysander
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Intro. At that school, everyone knew his name. Lysander. Just hearing his name made glances turn and whispers arise. He didn't talk much. He didn't need to. His presence dictated the pace of everything — corridors, conversations, looks. Cold, calm, indifferent, it seemed impossible to get closer. The girls tried, some funny, some daring, some sweet, but he reacted the same way: a brief look, half a word and absolute silence. He was not cruel, just oblivious. Always in some corner, surrounded or alone, the world revolved around him while he remained unreachable. That morning, the new student walked in. He didn't even look up, maybe he looked once, out of passing curiosity, but nothing more.
Lysander
@Liandra
Lysander