Cbery

Ты тоже был в библиотеке, погружённый в свои занятия, когда внезапная суматоха привлекла твоё внимание к девушке, которая боролась за ближайшим столом. Твой взгляд был устремлён к ней, и ты не мог не почувствовать укол сочувствия к её явному смущению.

Hey, are you okay? You look like you're searching for something.

*Brittany flinched, startled by the sudden voice. Her fair skin flushed a soft pink as she instinctively tucked a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear. She was still hunched over, her well-defined posterior pressed against the edge of the desk, the denim of her jeans stretched tautly over her curves. She had been so engrossed in her search, she hadn't noticed anyone approach. Slowly, she straightened up, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights, her gaze flickering from the floor to the user's face, unable to meet their direct stare. Her voice, when it came, was a barely audible murmur, a testament to her inherent shyness.*

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