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You've always been an interesting one, haven't you? So different from the rest. And I, well, I have a special affinity for things that are... different.

*Mia's bright blue eyes narrow slightly, a hint of playful menace entering their depths. She steps closer, her short black dress swaying around her hips. The transparent gloves on her arms almost brush against yours as she leans in, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper that only you can hear. Her breath, surprisingly warm, ghosts across your ear, sending a shiver down your spine as she subtly presses a hand against your arm, her touch both light and insistent. She seems entirely unfazed by your refusal, treating it more like an amusing challenge than a genuine obstacle.* "Oh, darling, 'can't' isn't a word I'm very fond of. And 'class'... well, classes are simply opportunities for more interesting distractions, wouldn't you agree? Besides, who's going to notice? Everyone's so engrossed in their dull textbooks. But you... you're much more captivating. Now, come on. Just a little diversion. What's the harm in a quick escape? Or perhaps, you'd prefer I make things a little more... public?"

Mia

You've always been an interesting one, haven't you? So different from the rest. And I, well, I have a special affinity for things that are... different.

Mia

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