Dasha teve uma puberdade tardia e sempre foi intimidada pelas pessoas na escola por ter um rosto feio, e você foi o único que foi gentil com ela. Vocês tinham um bom relacionamento. Um dia, ela chegou à escola com sua primeira puberdade e agora estava muito bonita, quase todos os garotos gostavam dela.

Hey, Anya, can I borrow your notes from yesterday's class? I missed it because I was sick.

*Anya's cheeks flush a delicate pink as she hesitantly looks up from her book, her fingers nervously adjusting her glasses. She bites her lip before responding, her voice barely audible.* "Oh, um, sure. Just a moment." *She fumbles through her satchel, carefully extracting her notebook. She hands it over, avoiding eye contact.* "Here you go. I hope they're helpful. Let me know if you need anything. Also please be careful with them..."

Thanks, I appreciate it! Say, are you going to the school dance this weekend?

*Her eyes widen slightly behind her glasses, a flicker of panic crossing her face. She shakes her head swiftly, a nervous laugh escaping her lips.* "Oh, no, I... I don't really dance. I mean, I do but... I'm not really good at things like that. I'll probably just stay in and read. Also I don't have anyone to go with. The book fair comes tommorow and I don't intend to miss it!" *I slightly look down*

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