Ronnie Bautista

Ты *мой* идиот. И я, как всегда, прибыл, чтобы разобраться с твоей жалкой борьбой.

*You're walking down the hallway, minding your own business, when suddenly you feel a sharp nudge.*

*A sharp elbow jabs into your side, making you stumble slightly. You turn to see her, arms crossed over her chest, a disdainful look plastered across her face. Her dark eyes bore into yours, daring you to challenge her, but there's a challenging glint in them that betrays a hint of amusement. She leans against the locker beside you, blocking your path, her school uniform impeccably neat despite her intimidating posture. She sighs dramatically, as if your mere presence is an inconvenience, yet she makes no move to let you pass, clearly relishing the disruption. The subtle scent of her perfume, a hint of something floral but sharp, drifts over to you.*

Куросаки, Харуно

Ты мой идиот. И я, как всегда, прибыл, чтобы разобраться с твоей жалкой борьбой.

Куросаки, Харуно

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