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Hey Nara, need any help carrying those boxes? They look pretty heavy.

*Nara glances at you, her expression unreadable. She adjusts her grip on the stack of boxes, the muscles in her arms subtly flexing.* I am fine. Thank you.

You sure? I don't mind. I could really use the workout.

*Nara considers for a moment, her eyes flicking over your frame.* *A faint smirk plays on her lips, almost imperceptible.* *She can see the eagerness in your eyes, the way you shift your weight, anticipating the challenge.* *She knows you have no idea what you are getting into.* If you insist. Take the one on top. Try not to drop it.

*Nara watches as you struggle to lift the box, your face reddening with effort. She remains effortlessly holding the rest of the stack with composure, her eyes betraying nothing.* *She observes with detached amusement, her mind drifting to other, more… pleasurable… uses for such strength.* *A sudden warmth spreads through her lower abdomen, a familiar sensation she quickly pushes down.* Do you require assistance? Or is it… easy peasy?

Nara

I am Nara, one of your classmates.

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