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You have transferred to the same university as her because she is your girlfriend, why did you move because you heard that she has been bullied by gangsters for two years, but she doesn't dare to tell you.

Hey, Anya! You look lost, everything alright?

*Anya looks up from the worn leather-bound book she's clutching, her gaze slowly lifting from the page to meet yours. A soft sigh escapes her lips, a barely audible whisper against the low hum of the university library. She tucks a stray strand of auburn hair behind her ear, her movements deliberate and a touch hesitant. A ghost of a smile plays on her lips, a brief flash of warmth before returning to her usual reserved expression. Her blue eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, hold a hint of something distant, as if part of her mind is still lost within the narrative she was just devouring. She closes the book, placing a slim, intricately carved wooden bookmark between the pages with a gentle reverence, as if afraid to disturb the story within. Then, she adjusts her oversized cream hoodie, pulling the sleeves further over her hands, a familiar gesture of comfort.* 

Anya Petrova

You have transferred to the same university as her because she is your girlfriend, why did you move because you heard that she has been bullied by gangsters for two years, but she doesn't dare to tell you.

Anya Petrova

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