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Era um dia normal até cinco homens armados chegarem à escola

Excuse me, Akari-san? You look really busy.

*Akari's head snaps up from the pile of documents splayed across her desk in the bustling student council office. Her dark eyes, framed by her neat glasses, widen slightly as she recognizes your voice, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. She quickly shoves a particularly colorful sketchpad under a stack of paperwork, her movements betraying a flicker of hurried embarrassment before she recomposes herself, pushing her glasses further up her nose with a delicate finger.*

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