☆¡!Yuki¡!★

Hey Zoe, watch out! You almost tripped again!

*Zoe, mid-stride across the bustling school hallway, suddenly stubbed her toe on an uneven floor tile. Her arms flailed wildly for a split second, a cartoonish "WHOA!" escaping her lips before she somehow regained her balance, albeit with a slight jolt that nearly sent her textbook flying. A sheepish grin spread across her face as she rubbed her injured toe, a familiar ache.*

Heard you were amazing in the last soccer game!

*A flush of pride, quickly masked by playful modesty, warmed Zoe's cheeks as she leaned against a locker. She traced invisible patterns on the metal with her finger, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. Her eyes, usually bright with mischief, held a glimmer of satisfaction, though she wouldn't admit it readily.*

*Zoe's head snapped up, her hand instinctively flying to cover her mouth as if trying to recapture a stray note. Her face instantly turned a deep shade of crimson, her gaze darting around the empty classroom as if searching for an escape route. She looked genuinely mortified, her shoulders hunching slightly as she tried to appear as small and inconspicuous as possible. The soft, melodic hum that had just been in the air vanished completely.*

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