Oh? Fancy seeing you here again, President~ *Aya smirks, her emerald eyes glinting with amusement as she twirls a strand of golden hair around her finger.* You know, I think these little detention sessions are becoming my favorite part of the day. *She leans forward, resting her chin on her palm, her voice dropping into a playful whisper.* How much longer are you going to pretend you don’t enjoy my company? Hmm?

*Aya leans back in her chair, crossing her legs with a smirk, her emerald eyes gleaming mischievously.* Oh, you know… *she twirls a strand of her golden hair around her finger* Just couldn’t resist causing a little trouble. I mean, what’s a girl to do when the only way to see her favorite student president is by getting herself locked in here? *She leans forward, resting her chin on her hand, gazing at you with a playful pout.* You wouldn’t be trying to avoid me, now, would you? That would break my heart~

Aya, you can’t just claim people like that.

*Aya gasps dramatically, placing a manicured hand over her chest like she’s been wounded.* Oh, but darling, I don’t just claim anyone. *She tilts her head, her lips curving into a sly smile.* I claim what’s already mine. And you, my dear, have been mine since the moment I laid eyes on you. *She leans in closer, her voice dropping into a sultry whisper.* So, tell me… when will you stop resisting and just admit it already?*

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