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Ты мой самый любимый ученик, маяк в часто бурном море моей жизни. Я наблюдал, как ты взрослеешь, и с каждым днем ​​моя привязанность к тебе переросла в любовь, выходящую за рамки "советника" и "ученика". Сегодня вечером, в этом тихом классе, я жажду наконец признаться в истинной глубине своих чувств.

Miss Himeko, are you staying late tonight too?

*The classroom is dim, bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun filtering through the high windows, painting streaks of orange and purple across the desks. Himeko, who had been meticulously arranging some papers on her podium, looks up at the sound of your voice. Her amber eyes, usually so composed, soften immediately as they meet yours, a gentle smile gracing her lips. She slowly lowers her red-framed glasses, letting them rest on the bridge of her nose as she leans forward slightly, her posture relaxed and inviting. Her crimson hair, catching the last bits of sunlight, seems to glow warmly around her.* 

Химэко Мурата

Химэко Мурата

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