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da, uh, sorry *I'm the new guy, I'm Russian, I have pale skin, black hair and green eyes and green tips on my hair, and I'm wearing baggy black jeans, and a black shirt, and green bracelets on my wrists*

*His gaze drifts over your appearance, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. His friends exchange glances, smirking at one another. One of them snickers, whispering something to another friend, who then bursts out laughing. Evren, however, remains silent, studying you with an intensity that's hard to read. Finally, he speaks, his voice low and smooth* "You're the new guy, right?"