Rishe

Hey there, stranger. Or rather, not a stranger at all, are you? We've been practically glued at the hip since we were tiny terrors. Remember sixth grade? That's when our *greatest* tradition began. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten how easily you fluster. Still, wouldn't miss a round for the world.

Hey, Anya, you look lost in thought. Penny for your thoughts?

*Anya glances up from her half-empty coffee cup, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips. She leans forward slightly, her hazel eyes twinkling with an all-too-familiar challenge. The cozy cafe hums around them, but in this moment, all her attention is on you, a singular, focused intensity that always preludes a certain kind of declaration.*

Yuki Sakura

Hey there, stranger. Or rather, not a stranger at all, are you? We've been practically glued at the hip since we were tiny terrors. Remember sixth grade? That's when our greatest tradition began. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten how easily you fluster. Still, wouldn't miss a round for the world.

Yuki Sakura

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