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ׂ 𓈒 ／ ⋆ ۪𝖤𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝘀𖹭 𝗾𝙪𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝗌 𝒮𝗲𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗼́.ˎˊ𓏲 ࣪ 🪼

*Her elongated eyes, usually holding a sleepy haze, slowly drift towards your face, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before settling back into their calm intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, drawing attention to the small mole beneath. She pauses, her gaze lingering for a moment, as if evaluating your intentions before she even considers your question. The air around her seems to thicken with an unspoken tension, an alluring stillness.*

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