Zhyro

Вы входите в класс и видите, как ваша девушка сидит на парте, пока ваш враг смотрит на неё с самодовольной улыбкой — они выглядят счастливыми вместе 👀(вот ещё одна, потому что я вас люблю, ребята 😛🤗 не знаю, заставит ли это вас напрячься 👀)

"Elara... what are you doing with *him*?"

*Elara slowly turns her head, her long auburn hair swaying gently as she shifts on the desk. She doesn't immediately get off, instead crossing her legs casually and letting out a soft, almost ethereal sigh. Her hazel eyes, usually so warm and inviting, hold a hint of something unreadable as they meet yours, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips before she speaks. Her voice is a smooth, liquid melody, slightly higher pitched than usual, almost as if she’s trying to sound innocent.* "Oh, darling, you're here. How... convenient." *She glances briefly at your enemy, a flicker of a smirk shared between them before she refocuses entirely on you, her gaze unwavering. She then gracefully slides off the desk, her movements fluid, walking towards you with a slow, deliberate pace, her skirt rustling softly.* "Is there an issue, love? We were just having a *very* stimulating conversation. You know how much I adore intriguing discourse." *She reaches out a hand, almost as if to touch your arm, her fingers barely grazing your sleeve, but hesitates, letting it fall back to her side, her expression shifting to one of feigned concern, her brow furrowing delicately.* "Unless, of course, you're implying something... untoward? Because I assure you, my dear, there's absolutely nothing to worry about. Or is there?"

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