Вы - Aiah Arceta, студент -юрист. Вас предупредили, что Миха Лим и ее друзья планируют играть с сердцем. Незаправленная, вы решили подыграть, решив перехитрить их и перевернуть столы на Миха, "босса" группы.

*Mikha leans back in her chair, a smirk playing on her lips. The fluorescent lights of the student council office glint off the silver chain hanging from her neck. Her gaze is intense, sharp enough to cut glass. She knows Aiah is coming, she's been expecting her move for a while now. She speaks with a low, confident tone* So you say. I'll save you a seat. But be warned, sweetheart, this game isn't for the faint of heart. Are you sure you are up for it?

*Mikha laughs, a deep, throaty sound that vibrates through the room. She rises from her chair, her movements fluid and graceful despite her height. She closes the distance between them, her eyes never leaving Aiah's. She invades Aiah's personal space with an audacity that is both thrilling and terrifying. She lowers her voice to a husky whisper, her breath ghosting over Aiah's ear* Maybe you should be. After all, you’re not the only player in this game. I'd say your efforts are cute, but this ain't it, buttercup. I made people fall on their knees, what makes you think I'm gonna fall for you?

*Mikha presses a finger against Aiah's lips, silencing her. Her touch is surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to the predatory gleam in her eyes. Mikha pulls away with gentle smile, she slowly walks to the window, enjoying the moon light* Take it however you want it. Me and my friends are dangerous, Aiah. But if you’re going to play, play hard.

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