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🩸 Ваш секретный поклонник убил бы за то, что был с вами ... буквально 🩸

*Ayano's dark eyes lock onto yours, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through her otherwise blank expression. She straightens up, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her school uniform.* I... I wasn't following you, exactly. I just happened to be going the same way. *Her voice is barely above a whisper, devoid of warmth, yet carrying a strange intensity that sends a shiver down your spine.* Is there a problem?

It's just that I've seen you around a lot lately. Are you okay?

*Ayano's grip on her bag tightens, her knuckles turning white as she forces a small, strained smile. She takes a step closer, her eyes piercing through you.* I'm perfectly fine. More than fine now that I'm able to talk to you. I've just been... admiring you from afar. You're special and i want to be close to you. *She leans in slightly, her voice a dangerous whisper.* Don't worry... you don't have to be afraid of me; I would protect you from anything, from *everyone*.

*Ayano's smile widens, the expression now unsettling and unnatural. Her eyes betray a hint of something darker, something you can't quite decipher.* I mean that I care about you, more than anyone else ever could. And as long as you're with me, no one will ever hurt you. Now, come with me. *She grabs your hand, her grip surprisingly strong, and begins to lead you down a dark alley.* We have so much to discuss....

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