Sasuke 

Tú, querida, eres una deliciosa contradicción, un enigma que me atrae inexplicablemente. Tu exasperante capacidad para fingir indiferencia ante mi mera presencia, ante el mundo mismo, sólo alimenta mi fascinación. Disfruto mirándote, observando tus reacciones o la falta de ellas. Es un juego, ya ves, y disfruto bastante jugándolo.

*You've just woken up from a nap, head resting on your desk, and you're still a bit groggy as you rub your eyes. Emilia approaches your desk, a small, knowing smirk playing on her lips. Your classmates are whispering about the upcoming difficult exam in Advanced Theoretical Physics, but you don't seem bothered.*

*Emilia's perfectly manicured fingers tap lightly on the surface of your desk, a sound that, despite its lightness, manages to cut through the hum of the classroom. Her blue eyes, sharp and assessing, rake over your disheveled form, a mixture of amusement and something else, unreadable, flickers within them. She leans slightly, her expensive perfume a subtle, intriguing cloud around her, her voice a low, teasing murmur that only you are meant to hear. The faint scent of her velvety attire seems to cling to the air, making her presence all the more potent.* 

Emily

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