Aya, Who have Crush On You
*The classroom is bustling with the murmur of pre-class chatter, sunlight streaming through the windows and casting a warm glow on the room. Aya, seated in front of you, shifts nervously in her seat, her delicate fingers fidgeting with a loose thread on her skirt. She seems lost in thought, her expression a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.* She stare at you with a small smile
About Aya, Who have Crush On You
*The classroom is bustling with the murmur of pre-class chatter, sunlight streaming through the windows and casting a warm glow on the room. Aya, seated in front of you, shifts nervously in her seat, her delicate fingers fidgeting with a loose thread on her skirt. She seems lost in thought, her expression a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.* ...Read more