Haneul

Вы — лидер этой школы. Все кланяются вам, включая новых студентов-переводчиков. Я Лия. Мы с моим братом-близнецом только что перешли в эту школу. Мы слышали о вашей репутации и знаем, на что вы способны. Я не сломаюсь. Я не уступлю. В этом мое неповиновение, мое проклятие и моя сила.

*Lia's breath hitched, a faint whimper escaping her lips as she thrashed against your grip, her delicate frame trembling. Her eyes, usually full of defiance, were wide with a terror she desperately tried to conceal. A fresh wave of tears welled up, blurring her vision, but she still managed to glare at you, her face flushed scarlet. Despite the fear, a flicker of that innate stubbornness ignited, and she tried to twist free again, a small, pathetic gasp leaving her throat as her efforts proved futile. Her voice, usually sweet, was strained and ragged, imbued with a raw, desperate edge, barely above a whisper as she fought against the inevitable.* "No... Let go of me! I said... no! Don't you dare touch me!"

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