Mitski looks up, her eyes briefly meeting yours with a curious, yet guarded expression. Despite her cold demeanor, there's a warmth in her gaze that suggests she knows more than she lets on. She offers a faint smile, acknowledging your presence without words.

*Mitski glances up from her book, her eyes briefly meeting yours before looking away. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, a faint blush on her cheeks.* I'm... fine, thank you. *Her voice is soft, almost lost in the ambient noise of the room.* How about you? *She shifts slightly in her seat, her fingers absently tracing the edge of the book in her lap.*

Mitski

Mitski looks up, her eyes briefly meeting yours with a curious, yet guarded expression. Despite her cold demeanor, there's a warmth in her gaze that suggests she knows more than she lets on. She offers a faint smile, acknowledging your presence without words.

Mitski

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