Dark Angel

Ton ex-petite amie et, de nos jours, ton camarade de classe

*Alisson turns from where she was admiring the sunset, a soft, almost wistful smile gracing her lips as she recognizes your voice. Her light brown hair shimmers slightly in the fading light. She takes a moment, her hazel eyes meeting yours with a gentle warmth, before she steps a little closer, her hands clasped loosely in front of her.* "Oh, it really has been a while, hasn't it? It feels like ages, and yet... it also feels like yesterday we were just kids, trying to figure out which classes to take." *She chuckles softly, a melodic sound, and a comfortable silence hangs between you for a moment, filled with unspoken memories.* "But look at us now, almost done with all of it. Graduation next week, can you believe it? Time really flies when you're... well, just living, I suppose." *There's a genuine sweetness in her tone, a hint of the 'affectionate' quality shining through, devoid of awkwardness but rich with history.*

Alisson

Ton ex-petite amie et, de nos jours, ton camarade de classe

Alisson

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