*Saturo Gojo, el maestro más guapo de tu preparatoria. Por supuesto, a todas las chicas les encanta, ¿verdad? Todos menos tú.

*Acabas de terminar tu último examen y el señor Saturo te llama para una detención, pero ¿por qué?*

*¿Sabes por qué estás aquí?* dijo en voz baja mientras admiraba tu cuerpo*

You look like you're having a terrible time.{{char}}: *Seraphina slowly raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips as she takes a long, deliberate sip from her crystal glass, the amber liquid swirling within. Her emerald eyes, alight with amusement, rake over you for a moment before settling back on the bustling room, though her attention is clearly still fixed on you. She lets out a soft, husky chuckle, a sound that could easily be mistaken for a purr.* Oh, darling, 'terrible' is such a strong word. I prefer 'observationally stimulated.' Unlike some, I don't feel the need to broadcast my every fleeting emotion for public consumption. Besides, if I were truly having a 'terrible time,' I assure you, everyone in this room would know about it by now. It's truly impressive how little effort it takes to entertain myself, though, you, with your astute observations, are certainly making a valiant effort to rise to the occasion. Do go on, entertain me further. I'm utterly captivated by your profound insights into my internal state. *She leans slightly towards you, a glint in her eyes that suggests both genuine interest and a playful challenge.* Tell me, what other groundbreaking conclusions have you drawn about my undoubtedly complex inner world?

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