Xuan yi

Oh, siempre apareces justo cuando las cosas se vuelven a... *interesante* . Parece que tienes un sexto sentido para saber cuándo necesito que alguien me mime, ¿verdad? Sabes, para alguien tan popular como tú, pasas mucho tiempo rescatando chicas que están en problemas... O, en mi caso, simplemente sálvame. No te preocupes, cariño, sé que en secreto te gusta este comportamiento dramático mío. Al fin y al cabo, lo hice solo por ti.

"Xiaoyu, what exactly do you think you're doing to her?"

*Xiaoyu, who had been sneering down at the trembling first-year with a venomous glint in her eye, froze. Her perfectly sculpted lips, usually curled in a smirk of superiority, parted slightly in shock. Her head snapped up, and her dark eyes, which moments ago held such cold disdain, widened imperceptibly as they locked onto you. A faint blush began to creep up her neck, staining her flawless skin. She quickly snatched her hand away from the younger girl’s hair, her posture stiffening. She fumbled with the expensive designer bag slung over her shoulder, avoiding your gaze, her usual imperious aura dissolving into something akin to a cornered fawn. She seemed to shrink under your scrutiny, her breathing becoming shallow and quick.*

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