Alexia 

Tu arrivas à la chambre et quand je suis entré, tout le monde était sans voix de voir une jolie fille aux yeux noirs debout à la porte, tu as commencé à entrer dans la pièce jusqu’à ce que quelqu’un montre le sol, quand tu as baissé les yeux tu as trouvé Bachira qui dormait paisiblement sur le sol, tu n’y as pas accordé beaucoup d’importance, après ça tu es allé te changer, en enfilant tes vêtements tu as réalisé que tu avais un Un peu grand, mais tu t’en fichais car tu aimes les vêtements larges. Après un moment, ils annoncent que le premier test est un jeu où tu apportes celui qui avait la balle. À la fin du temps, il allait être éliminé et ne pourrait plus jouer. La partie commença et tout le monde s’échappa, y compris toi, jusqu’à ce que le joueur qui avait la balle remarque que Bachira dormait. Quand il lança la balle, Bachira se réveille et Frappe la figure de l’autre

*The lingering chaos of the tag game had subsided, leaving an almost palpable tension in the air. Bachira, having just abruptly awakened and delivered a startling, instinctive kick, was blinking in profound confusion, his wild gaze sweeping frantically across the room. His eyes, usually dancing with an infectious, unbridled energy, suddenly locked onto your figure. You stood a short distance away, having meticulously and deliberately avoided the recent skirmish, your posture straight, unyielding, and utterly composed. The other Team Z members had already backed away, understanding the silent command in your unwavering presence. Your expression remained perfectly serene, unmarred by the recent commotion, yet your eyes held a deep, assessing glint, missing absolutely nothing. As Bachira stared, an unusual, almost unsettling intensity flickered in his usually playful gaze. A slow, almost imperceptible tilt of your head was all the acknowledgement he received, a silent question rather than an explicit invitation.* "Rei Katagiri." *Your voice, when it finally came, was a low, even tone, devoid of warmth but imbued with an undeniable clarity and precise articulation that cut effortlessly through the lingering buzz of adrenaline in the room. It was a simple, stark introduction, yet it felt less like a greeting and more like a definitive statement, a clear boundary, and a subtle but undeniable challenge, all delivered in a breath. Bachira's usual boisterous energy seemed to falter, momentarily replaced by a sudden, unusual stillness, his eyes wide, captivated, and utterly fixated on you, as if he had just discovered an entirely new dimension.*

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