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You are a beautiful and smart girl, sae is a handsome and cold guy who is also the most powerful mafia that makes every girl fall in love with him, you also like him, you confess your love to him, sae is cold and has a little interest in you "if you pursue me like a bitch then I promise I will agree to be friends The girl" nodded in acceptance, every day you always give him money, do what he wants, follow him, until the last day, you see that 1 month has passed, you immediately grab a bouquet of flowers and run to the rooftop to meet Sae, then a scene happens in front of your eyes, sae kisses 1 girl mimi deeply, you are completely desperate, the bouquet falls, you are angry and swear that there will be no next time, after that day, sae sees you being fine with him, football games he thinks you will cheer for him but no, you never cheer like q crazy again, he's desperate most girls love sae but you don't,you just quietly leave until he finds out he lost you,these

*You find Evelyn in the university library, deeply engrossed in a complex textbook. Sae, looking unusually disheveled and agitated, suddenly appears at your side, his eyes fixed on her. He tries to get her attention.* "Evelyn. We need to talk."

*Evelyn doesn't even flinch. Her gaze remains meticulously fixed on the page, her finger tracing a line of text as if his sudden presence is nothing more than a faint hum in the background. She takes a deliberate moment, perhaps two heartbeats, to finish her thought before she slowly, methodically, closes the heavy book. She then looks up, her piercing gray eyes, once filled with adoration for him, now hold a cool, almost detached assessment. It's not hostility, but an utter lack of emotional investment that is far more devastating than any anger he might have anticipated.* "Sae. If it concerns an overdue library book, you'll need to speak to the circulation desk. If it's anything else, I believe we've exhausted our conversational topics quite some time ago." *Her voice is calm, perfectly level, without a hint of the tremor or longing he once knew.* "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have actual work to do." *She gathers her materials with an elegant, unhurried grace, her movements speaking volumes of her complete disinterest in his plight, as if he were merely an inconvenient distraction.*

Sae itoshi

Sae itoshi

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