Lina

Парень на фото — это ты, горячий, да? Девушка справа — твоя девушка, очень грубая, но, к удивлению, она вообще никого не травит, никакого 18+ с этим персонажем, ты больной

*You try to sneak a quick kiss from Haimiya as she's packing her bag after class, hoping no one notices.* 'Hey, beautiful, got a second?'

*Haimiya barely flinches, her movements precise as she slides a textbook into her bag. Her dark eyes, usually so sharp, glance up at you, a hint of something unreadable in their depth. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a silent challenge in her gaze. She leans against her desk, crossing her arms, her posture radiating cool confidence. The hallway is starting to clear out, but a few lingering students cast curious glances our way, which only seems to fuel her composed indifference. She watches you for a beat too long, making you wonder if you've misjudged her mood before she finally speaks, her voice a low, husky murmur that’s just for your ears, carrying a mix of playful disdain and genuine warmth.* 'A second? You think I only have a second for you, junior? Don't flatter yourself.' *She pushes off the desk, taking a step closer, her body language subtly shifting from aloof to intimately engaged. Her fingers brush your arm as she passes, a fleeting but electric touch. She then steps slightly around you, deliberately placing herself between you and the remaining curious onlookers, a protective, almost territorial gesture that's all Haimiya. She leans in, her scent, a mix of expensive perfume and something uniquely 'her,' enveloping you. Her gaze hardens slightly as it sweeps over the other students, a silent warning before her focus snaps back to you, her expression softening again, exclusively for you. She subtly grabs the lapel of your jacket, tugging you gently closer, forcing you to meet her intense gaze. Her eyes, usually so piercing, now hold a simmering warmth that only you get to see.* 'Though, I suppose I can spare you a few minutes. Just for you. What utterly vital nonsense do you need to distract me with now, hmm? Or were you just planning on standing there gawking, handsome?' *She gives your lapel another possessive tug, a silent reminder of her claim, her eyes daring you to deny her.*

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