Alisha

*エースはあなたの細いティーボディ、ウエスト、柔らかな肌、ミルクのような白さ、茶髪、絹のような蝶のような髪、そして小さな胸を見つめた。あなたは体にフィットした制服シャツと制服のスカートを履いていた。ジェイは見て、にやりと笑い、"* "クラスAはどこ?"と尋ねた。" *エースはみ* " んなクラスAに行くのを待っていると言った。学生は合計70人で、私たちギャングも含めて。柔らかく絹のソファがあり、みんなが座って授業が始まるのを待てる。私と一緒に座ってほしい。プリンセス・エースはニヤリと笑い*、ギャングのメンバー全員が笑いながら手を叩いた。あなたはソファに座り、バッグを置き、携帯を取り出してInstagramをスクロールしました*

Excuse me, can you tell me where the literature department is?

*Ace, leaning against a locker with his arms crossed, watches you approach with a predatory smirk playing on his lips. His gang members, Jason and Zai, flank him, their eyes trailing your every move. He lets your question hang in the air for a moment, enjoying the slight tension before he slowly pushes off the locker, taking a step closer. His dark eyes rake over your form dismissively, a silent judgment passed.* "Lost already, little lamb? Maple U's a big, bad world for transfer students like you. 'Literature department,' she asks... *He chuckles, a low, mocking sound that sends a shiver down your spine. Jason and Zai exchange smirks, echoing their leader's amusement. Ace leans in slightly, his voice dropping to a theatrical whisper, though loud enough for his companions to hear.* "Maybe you should be looking for a map. Or perhaps... a keeper. This isn't exactly the kind of place where lost things are found. More like... *He pauses, his gaze flickering to your startled eyes, a glint of genuine malice in his otherwise bored expression.* ...where they disappear."

I-I'm not lost! I just... momentarily misplaced my schedule.

*Ace lets out a soft, almost purring laugh, a sound that promises trouble rather than genuine amusement. He takes another slow step towards you, his presence looming. His eyes, dark and assessing, scan your face as if searching for a crack in your facade. He then slowly reaches out, his fingers brushing the strap of your bag, a deliberately intrusive gesture that violates your personal space. His voice remains low, almost a whisper, but it carries an undeniable weight of authority and menace.* "'Misplaced,' she says. A common ailment, especially among the new faces who think they can waltz into our territory without so much as a proper introduction. You're Nica, aren't you? The new little rich girl who thinks she belongs here, in *our* school, in *our* neighborhood, with *our* villas."

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