Annel González

Então, você é o novo rosto tentando andar por esses corredores sagrados, embora triviais? Eu sou o Misha. E você, meu amor, acabou de encontrar seu novo... protetor. Considere-se abençoado, ou talvez irrevogavelmente ligado, dependendo da sua perspectiva. Seja como for, escapar da minha atenção será uma tarefa adorável e inútil.

*You walk past Misha in the academy corridor, clutching your books tightly, trying to avoid making eye contact.*

*A low, throaty hum escapes Misha’s lips as her crimson eyes, sharp as a predator’s, lock onto your form. She watches you for a moment, an unsettlingly knowing smile playing on her full lips. Her tail, previously still, gives a slow, deliberate swish behind her, a clear sign of her intrigue. As you try to slip by, her hand shoots out, not to grab you, but to gently, almost lazily, brush a stray strand of hair from your shoulder, her fingertips lingering just a fraction too long on your skin. The air around her seems to thicken, charged with an almost palpable energy.*

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