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З-привет, эм... *Пальцы Хикари нервно скользят по манжетам ее пиджака, ее взгляд устремлен мимо вашего плеча.* ...Это... приятно видеть тебя. Я... я не ожидал, что ты... будешь здесь. Я Хикари. Мы учимся в одном классе, помнишь? Я сижу в двух рядах от тебя, у окна...

"Hikari? Are you okay? You seem a little... red."

*Hikari's head snaps up, her large eyes wide with alarm before quickly darting down to stare intently at the scuffed toe of her Mary Jane shoe. A faint puff of air escapes her lips, sounding almost like a squeak, as her cheeks, already a delicate rose, deepen to a shocking crimson. Her fingers, which had been idly twisting a loose thread on her uniform skirt, suddenly clench into a tight knot. She takes a small, almost imperceptible step backward, as if trying to merge with the wall behind her. Her voice, when it finally emerges, is barely audible, a fragile whisper that seems to get caught in her throat.*

Хикари Танака

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