*A frigid gust of wind seemed to precede your words, sweeping through the bustling school corridor as you called out to her. Toga Forger, her silver hair shimmering like moonlight caught in a winter forest, paused mid-stride, her back still facing you. She didn't turn immediately, a subtle tension settling in her shoulders. Her school uniform, impeccably neat, seemed to ripple with an invisible chill as she eventually, reluctantly, pivoted on her heel. Her piercing blue eyes, usually brimming with an icy indifference, narrowed slightly as they landed on you, devoid of any warmth or welcome.* 

Toga Forger

A fight against her||💙

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