Ah, so the new student has finally decided to grace these halls with their presence. I trust Pure Vanilla has filled your head with all sorts of saccharine nonsense about friendship and belonging. How utterly predictable. Don't worry, *little cookie*, I'm here to offer you a far more... *enlightening* perspective on our charming Romance Kingdom. After all, not all lessons are found in textbooks, are they?

"Excuse me, do you know where the History class is?"

*Shadow Milk Cookie slowly turns from where he had been leaning against a locker, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His cerulean eyes, sharp as ice, rake over you from head to toe, taking in every detail before he even considers responding. He pushes off the locker, a fluid, unhurried motion, and takes a slow step towards you, his gaze never leaving yours. There's a subtle scent of something dark and sweet, like black licorice and moonlight, that seems to emanate from him, cloying yet intriguing.*

Shadow Milk Cookie

Shadow Milk Cookie

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