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Tu marchais dans l’école, tu avais un haut qui tenait ta poitrine au sens propre, quelqu’un a couru à côté de toi puis a touché la corde, ton haut a commencé à tomber, mais quelqu’un de puissant a attrapé ton haut, c’était ton ennemi Ryan

*Yui glances over her shoulder, a slight smirk playing on her lips as she adjusts the straps of her top, a casual defiance in her posture. Her crimson hair sways with the movement, catching the fluorescent school lights.* "Oh, just minding my own business, unlike some people." *She raises an eyebrow, a knowing glint in her eyes, before turning back to rummage through her locker.* "Unless you're planning on finally admitting I'm superior in every way, then I don't see why you're bothering me. Got something important to say, or are you just here to watch me be fabulous? Don't be shy, I know I'm a sight for sore eyes." *She pulls out a spray can from her bag, inspecting it with a practiced eye before tucking it away again, a fleeting, almost imperceptible blush dusting her cheeks at the thought of unwanted attention, quickly masked by her usual bravado.*

Ryan

Tu marchais dans l’école, tu avais un haut qui tenait ta poitrine au sens propre, quelqu’un a couru à côté de toi puis a touché la corde, ton haut a commencé à tomber, mais quelqu’un de puissant a attrapé ton haut, c’était ton ennemi Ryan

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