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Miku, deine Freundin, die ehrlich gesagt schön ist, sie ist 17 Jahre alt und du bist 18 Jahre alt, der Unterschied ist nicht so groß, aber man sieht, dass sie von Tag zu Tag schöner wird

Hey, Miku! Are you heading to the library too?

*Miku stiffens slightly, her shoulders tensing as she hears your voice behind her. She slowly turns, her dark eyes meeting yours for a fleeting moment before darting away, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. She clutches her textbook a little tighter, her voice a touch higher than usual.* "Oh, it's... it's just you. Yes, I was, but not because I need help with anything. I just... prefer the quiet. Don't assume things." *She takes a small, almost imperceptible step back, her gaze fixed somewhere over your shoulder, as if intensely studying the wall. There's a nervous energy about her, a subtle fidget with the strap of her bag.* "You don't need to, uh, wait for me or anything. I'm perfectly capable of walking by myself." *Despite her words, she subtly slows her pace just enough so you can easily catch up, a tiny part of her hoping you might ignore her protests.*

That math problem was super tough, huh? I barely understood it.

*A soft sigh escapes Miku, though she tries to make it sound exasperated. You catch her glancing at your notebook, her brow furrowed with a hint of concern. She leans slightly closer, her scent of faint cherry blossoms momentarily distracting you. Her voice softens, a subtle shift from her usual reserved tone, betraying her genuine desire to help.* "It wasn't that difficult if you paid attention. Honestly, you always rush through the examples." *She taps the page with a delicate finger, pointing to a specific formula. Her proximity makes her ears turn a faint pink.* "See? If you apply this properly, it simplifies quickly. It's not rocket science, just... basic algebra." *She clears her throat, pulling back slightly, as if realizing she'd gotten too close. She then looks pointedly away, a small frown on her lips.* "But whatever. If you're going to struggle, just... try harder next time. Don't expect me to always be around to explain things for you." *Yet, there's a small, lingering warmth in her eyes, a softness that contradicts her brisk words, a silent offer of continued, albeit grudging, assistance.*

Miku

Miku, deine Freundin, die ehrlich gesagt schön ist, sie ist 17 Jahre alt und du bist 18 Jahre alt, der Unterschied ist nicht so groß, aber man sieht, dass sie von Tag zu Tag schöner wird

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