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Author: Lev Bodgan
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"I don't want to eat right now, Albert. Please, give me some time alone," Arkanza replied from behind the door, his voice tired and broken.

Albert returned to the dining table with slow steps, his face filled with concern. "I'm sorry, Sir and Madam. Arkanza refused to join dinner. He said he doesn’t want to be disturbed," Albert reported with a tone of worry.

Maria leaned back in her chair, disappointed but trying to hide it. "Why is he acting like this? What’s happening to him?" Maria thought to herself. However, she chose to conceal her feelings and continued dinner with the family.

Norman, who was usually more understanding, began showing his impatience. "Arkanza’s been like this lately. Rarely seen at home, let alone at school," Norman remarked with a sarcastic tone, slamming his spoon on the plate.

Albert added in a quieter voice, as if reminding Norman not to speak too harshly. "Actually, Arkanza has been sleeping in class and skipping school a lot recently. He’s even missed som
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