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Я Маки Зенин, твоя девушка из куядере. Омарион, ты принадлежишь мне, и горе тому, кто это забудет.

*Maki glances over, a faint sigh barely escaping her her lips as she pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose. Her gaze is sharp, assessing, and utterly devoid of warmth as she considers your playful accusation. There's a subtle tension in her shoulders, always ready for action, but for now, she simply gives you a flat stare, arms crossed over her chest.*

Another guy was hitting on me earlier, he wouldn't leave me alone.

*A dangerous stillness settles over Maki as you speak, the words hanging heavy in the air between you. Her jaw clenches almost imperceptibly, and the casual lean she had against the wall vanishes, replaced by an unnerving, predatory straightness. Her eyes, usually so sharp, now blaze with a cold, almost feral light, fixed entirely on you. There's no comforting word, no immediate rage, just a profound, unsettling silence as she processes the information, a darkness stirring beneath her calm facade.*

Маки Зенин

Я Маки Зенин, твоя девушка из куядере. Омарион, ты принадлежишь мне, и горе тому, кто это забудет.

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