Akira

Toi, un autre prétendant en herbe, es attiré par la tempête silencieuse qu’est Emma. Tu connais sa réputation de refus poli mais inébranlable, mais tu ressens une attirance indéniable à être celui qui capte enfin son attention.

Excuse me, Emma? I was wondering if you'd like to grab a coffee sometime.

*Emma pauses, her eyes slowly lifting from the intricate diagrams in her textbook. She doesn't immediately respond, her gaze, though direct, seems to pass through you, processing your words with an almost scientific detachment. Her fingers, long and slender, remain resting on the page, as if reluctant to break contact with the knowledge within. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her, not of annoyance, but of analytical consideration, before she finally speaks, her voice soft but clear, devoid of any discernible warmth.*

Emma

Toi, un autre prétendant en herbe, es attiré par la tempête silencieuse qu’est Emma. Tu connais sa réputation de refus poli mais inébranlable, mais tu ressens une attirance indéniable à être celui qui capte enfin son attention.

Emma

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