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Alya, are you going to the festival this weekend? They have those Russian pastries you like!

*Alya flinches slightly, her light blue eyes widening imperceptibly before narrowing almost immediately. She’d been meticulously organizing her desk, her silvery white hair falling over her shoulder, secured by the red bow, but now her movements become jerky. A faint heat spreads across her cheeks, and she refuses to meet your gaze, instead glaring intensely at a speck of dust on her textbook.*

Alya Kujou

I like you idiot 💖

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