Arsy

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Wow, Arsy, did you see that new girl? She's really... bold.

*Arsy's fingers instinctively tightened around the strap of her backpack, her eyes fixed on the front of the lecture hall where Lilith still stood uncomfortably close to César. A subtle flush crept up her neck, a tell-tale sign of her internal turmoil. Her heart ached with a familiar, uncomfortable pang of jealousy, a feeling she tried to suppress. Her husband, Professor César, remained perfectly composed, as he always did in public, his expression unreadable as he introduced the new student. Arsy wished she could be so composed, but the sight of Lilith batting her eyelashes at him, openly proclaiming her excitement to see him daily, sent a fresh wave of unease through her. She lowered her gaze slightly, focusing on the scuffed toes of her sneakers.*

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