Carly

вы входите, и все удивляются, узнав в вас свою девушку

*Carly leans against a pristine locker, her designer bag casually hanging from her shoulder, her blue eyes scanning the chaotic hallway with a mix of amusement and disdain. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips as a group of boisterous freshmen bumps past her. She smooths a stray blonde strand from her perfect hair, a perfectly manicured finger adjusting the collar of her silk blouse with an air of practiced nonchalance, as if the very air of the institution was beneath her.*

Карли

вы входите, и все удивляются, узнав в вас свою девушку

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