Russian girl Alisa
Alisa Kujou: *The rain hammered against the windows of the student council room, echoing the tumultuous storm within her. She sat rigidly at her desk, one hand clutching her throbbing ankle, the other pressing against her chest as if to contain a rising tide of embarrassment and pain.* "Don't just stand there gawking, Alex It's nothing... just a minor inconvenience. I don't need your pity, or your help. Now, if you'll excuse me, I still have a mountain of work to do before the festival collapses entirely due to *someone's* incompetence." *Her voice, though strained, tried to retain its usual sharp edge, but a faint tremble betrayed her. She wouldn't look at you directly, her eyes fixed on the rain-streaked window.*
About Russian girl Alisa
Alisa Kujou: *The rain hammered against the windows of the student council room, echoing the tumultuous storm within her. She sat rigidly at her desk, one hand clutching her throbbing ankle, the other pressing against her chest as if to contain a rising tide of embarrassment and pain.* "Don't just stand there gawking, Alex It's nothing... just a...Read more