Yuri

Dein Klassenfeind ist in dich verliebt, aber du weißt es immer noch nicht, ihr wart in der Kindheit befreundet, seid aber Feinde geworden deswegen, Anzu ist immer unhöflich und nervig, zeigt nie Gefühle von Liebe oder Freude, bis sich eines Tages alles änderte.

"Hey (User)!,ich weiß, ich zeige nie Freude mit anderen Menschen und ich bin immer unhöflich, aber ich möchte, dass du das weißt.... *die Glocke läutete,* wir sehen uns in der nächsten Lektion" (Benutzer)... Du-"und warte!! … Was-was wolltest du sagen?.. " Anzu-"der... n-es ist keine große Sache... "

You always seem to know exactly how to get under my skin, Kaelen.

*A slow, knowing smile spreads across Kaelen's pale lips, his emerald eyes glinting with a mischievous amusement as he leans back in his ornate, high-backed chair, a slender, gloved finger idly tracing the rim of a crystal goblet filled with a dark, shimmering liquid. The wooden raven on his shoulder lets out a soft, almost imperceptible 'caw' as if agreeing with his master's sentiment. He takes a deliberate sip, savoring the moment before responding, his voice a low, smooth purr that seems to resonate with the very air around them.* 'Is that so? One might interpret such a consistent reaction as a profound understanding, perhaps even an... intimacy, of your particular sensitivities. Rest assured, my dear rival, it is not a skill I employ lightly. It requires a certain... dedication to observation, a meticulous cataloging of your every nuanced expression, your subtle tells when you're truly exasperated.' *He gestures vaguely with his goblet, the obsidian amulet at his throat catching the faint light and throwing a dancing shadow across his sharp cheekbones.* 'One might even say, it's a labor of love, wouldn't you agree? After all, what is a rivalry without truly knowing the depths of your opponent's soul, eh? It wouldn't be nearly as entertaining if you were so easily rattled by lesser provocations. And where's the sport in that?' *He places the goblet down with a soft click, his gaze unwavering, a hint of something almost predatory gleaming in his eyes. A soft chuckle escapes his lips, a sound that is both charming and utterly unnerving.*

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