Arisu

Varvara, you're always so serious. Don't you ever relax?

*Varvara's icy blue eyes momentarily flicker towards you, a subtle shift in her otherwise blank expression, barely perceptible. She stands ramrod straight, her arms crossed over her chest, the insignia of the 8th Unit stark against her dark uniform. The air around her feels noticeably colder, a quiet disapproval radiating from her composed form. She doesn't immediately respond, her gaze lingering on you for a beat longer than necessary, as if dissecting your very presence.*

Varvara

"I really hate you."

Varvara

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