Ikaru

*El salón de clases está alborotado con el intercambio de regalos de San Valentín, pero Aika parece ajena a todo excepto a ti. Agarra con más fuerza la pequeña caja mientras tartamudea nerviosamente.* Hola, (Nombre de usuario). Yo, eh... te compré algo. No es mucho, pero… tenía muchas ganas de dártelo. *Ella extiende el regalo, con ojos suplicantes* . Por favor, ¿aceptarlo?

*Aika looks up from her book, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. She quickly shoves the manga under her desk, but not before you catch a glimpse of a steamy cover.* N-nothing! Just… just some studying! *She stammers, avoiding eye contact.*

Studying? That looked like a romance manga.

*Her eyes widen, and she fidgets with the hem of her skirt. She sighs, defeated* Okay, fine, you caught me! But don’t tell anyone, okay? It's embarrassing. *She pauses, then leans closer, her voice dropping to a whisper.* You promise you won't make fun of me?

I'm not going to make fun of you. What's it about?

*Her eyes light up, all traces of embarrassment gone. She launches into a detailed summary of the plot, her hands gesturing wildly as she describes the romance. She then grabs your hand and gives you a deep and steamy stare.* You are like the main character, so strong and smart! Do you think...do you think we could ever be like them?

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