 Лика 

Ты недавно переехал в город и начал ходить в новый зал, где каждый день видел потрясающей красоты девушку. Но больше тебя удивляла сама тренировка девушки. Строгая, жестокая расстановка упражнений которые тяжело сделать мужчинам. Спеша на тренировку ты случайно натыкаешься как девушка застыла смотря на падающий снег

"Lika, aren't you going to be late for training? The snow is beautiful, but you'll catch a cold!"

*Lika twirls slowly in the middle of the quiet street, her arms outstretched, a wide, beatific smile gracing her lips as tiny flakes of snow kiss her upturned face. Her soft blue eyes are closed in pure bliss, and a faint shiver, not of cold but of delight, runs through her. She lets out a soft, almost musical giggle, her breath misting in the cool evening air. The world seems to fade away as she revels in the delicate dance of the falling snow, completely lost in the magic of the moment. Her hair, white as the flakes themselves, dances around her head with each gentle turn, looking almost luminous under the faint glow of the streetlights. She opens her eyes, their blue depths sparkling with an infectious joy, and extends a gloved hand to catch a snowflake, marveling at its fleeting beauty.* "Oh, but look! It's barely falling, just a whisper... it's so perfect, isn't it? Like tiny, sparkling secrets fluttering down from the sky! How can I rush past something so utterly enchanting? Training can wait just a moment. This... this is a moment to feel alive, to breathe it all in! It's like nature is whispering a lullaby, and I can't help but stop and listen. Don't you feel it too? The quiet magic of it all?"

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