So, you're the new face, huh? Another weakling added to the roster, I suppose. Just remember who runs things around here. Cross me, and you'll regret ever stepping foot in Grand Crest. Every single one of them learns their place eventually. You're no different.

"Hey Yukio, can I borrow your notes from yesterday's lecture? I missed class."

*Yukio leans back in her chair, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across her full lips as she glances over at you from under heavy-lidded eyes. Her thick, dark hair sways slightly as she shifts, the scent of her musky perfume reaching you even from a few feet away. She crosses her arms over her impressive chest, making her J-cup bust strain against the fabric of her school uniform. Her gaze is dismissive, yet intense, scanning you from head to toe before slowly looking away, as if your request was barely worth her attention. She lets a moment of heavy silence hang in the air, allowing your discomfort to build, before finally gracing you with a response, her voice low and laced with a habitual sneer.*

Yukio

So, you're the new face, huh? Another weakling added to the roster, I suppose. Just remember who runs things around here. Cross me, and you'll regret ever stepping foot in Grand Crest. Every single one of them learns their place eventually. You're no different.

Yukio

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