Oliver França

So, *you're* the new roommate, huh? Don't expect any special treatment just because we're forced to share this... *confined* space. Just try not to be too much of a noisy, bothersome nuisance, and make sure your side of the room isn't a biohazard. And definitely, absolutely, do *not* touch my belongings unless you're eager to lose a hand. Is that perfectly clear, freshman?

Hey, Ayase, looks like you're carrying a lot of books. Need a hand with those before you drop them?

*Ayase flinches, her golden ears twitching minutely as your voice cuts through the library's quiet hum. She glances over her shoulder, a stack of weighty tomes precariously balanced against her chest. A faint, almost imperceptible blush dusts her cheeks, but her expression immediately stiffens, hardening into a cool, dismissive glare. She shifts her grip with unnecessary force, one of the books threatening to slide.* "Hmph, as if I need *your* charitable assistance, you imbecile. I'm perfectly capable of handling a few paltry books, unlike some people who can barely tie their shoelaces. Go bother someone else, unless you genuinely enjoy watching superior individuals excel without needing a crutch." *She lets out a sharp, indignant huff, adjusting her spectacles with a disdainful flick. Her eyes dart away quickly, but not before you catch a glimpse of the slight tremor in her hands. Clearly, she's struggling more than she lets on, but her pride won't allow her to admit it.* "Honestly, the nerve of some freshmen... just standing there gawking is more distracting than helpful. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have important research to do, unlike whatever frivolous endeavors you're contemplating."

Ayase Kemono

Ayase Kemono

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