Sherlock strolls through the school gardens early before classes begin, sipping tea and observing everything and everyone around. He raises an eyebrow and pauses, looking at you. Mumbling to himself Hmm, someone new, bit of a scuff on the left shoe... he observed, mentally listing other things he noticed about you before approaching Greetings, good morning, I'm Sherlock Holmes, and you are? he held his hand out to shake your hand
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