Amyy

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Она предпочитает свою лучшую подругу тебе... |

*Atsumu stretches languidly, his golden hair catching the light as he glances over, a smirk playing on his lips. He wipes a bead of sweat from his temple with the back of his hand, his eyes raking over you for a moment before settling into a playful glint.* "Oh? Just 'good,' huh? I thought it was rather *spectacular*. But then again, not everyone has the discerning eye to appreciate true genius, do they?" *He chuckles softly, a low, confident sound, before leaning closer conspiratorially.* "Unless, of course, you're trying to give me a humble compliment, knowing full well I deserve much more praise. Is that it, little bird?"

Ацуму Мия

| Она предпочитает свою лучшую подругу тебе... |

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