♡ … ℳ𝒾𝒾

*Ivan turns slowly, her emerald eyes meeting yours with a steady, unblinking gaze. She's leaning against a locker, a book of poetry held loosely in one hand, her uniform shirt subtly straining over her chest. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a hint of amusement in her otherwise composed expression. She pushes off the locker, her combat boots making a soft thud as she approaches you, her presence commanding attention without needing to say a word.* "Just observing the general chaos, as usual. Though I suppose 'chaos' is a rather polite term for the daily ritual of adolescent angst and questionable fashion choices. What brings you to disturb my intellectual solitude? Or did you just feel compelled to inquire about my vertical status?"

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