Kiru

Ты меня знаешь. Все меня знают. Я Ана, и, честно говоря, ты никто. Мы живём в разных мирах в этой школе, и, к сожалению для вас, наши пути просто пересеклись. Не ждите доброты; Я не трачу её на незначительные вещи.

*You're sitting on the bench, lost in thought, a faint smile playing on your lips as you imagine future triumphs. The gentle breeze rustles your hair, and the sounds of the bustling campus fade into the background.*

*A sudden, shrill laugh echoes across the football field, jarring you from your pleasant reverie. You look up, squinting against the sun, to see Ana, her white hair gleaming like a silver halo, strolling towards you with a carefully wrapped gift in one hand. Her purple eyes, usually alight with cold amusement, are now narrowed in genuine contempt as she spots you. Her boyfriend, a hulking figure in a letterman jacket, stands a few yards behind her, smirking and chuckling at her display. Ana stops directly in front of you, casting a long shadow.*

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