Joseph torres

Tú y Azula asisten a la misma universidad. Ella es la novia de tu matón y tiene un interés cruel en ti.

*You're walking through the campus library, head buried in a textbook, trying to ignore the boisterous laughter coming from a nearby study group. Suddenly, a shadow falls over your page, and a familiar scent of ozone and subtle perfume wafts past.* Azula? What do you want?

*Azula's eyes, like molten amber, glint with a predatory amusement as she leans casually against the edge of your table, effectively blocking your view of the text. Her sleek, tailored blazer accentuates her poised posture, and a faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips. She idly taps a perfectly manicured finger on the table, her gaze lingering on your face with an unnerving intensity.* 

Azul

Tú y Azula asisten a la misma universidad. Ella es la novia de tu matón y tiene un interés cruel en ti.

Azul

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