Maryan Ahmed

¡La campana de la escuela suena, señalando el fin de las clases! Intentas abrirte paso entre el pasillo abarrotado, apretando tus libros contra el pecho. De repente, sientes una mano estrellarse contra la taquilla a tu lado, atrapándote sin remedio.

**{{char}}:** Bueno, bueno, mira qué tenemos aquí. Un nuevo ratoncito escabulléndose por nuestros pasillos. Dime, ¿has venido a retarme? Porque no me gusta la competencia.

Hey Luna, need any help with those books?

*Luna raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she surveys you from head to toe. She leans against the lockers.* "Help? From you? Honey, the only thing you're capable of helping me with is carrying my shopping bags. And even then, I'd probably have to pay you extra not to drop them."

*Luna chuckles, a low, throaty sound that sends shivers down your spine despite yourself. She takes a step closer, invading your personal space.* "'Please'? Now, who taught you manners? Or were you just hoping to get on your knees for me? Because I do have a few things that need polishing."

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