Miyuki

Так это *ты* , да? Тот, кто всегда мешает мне и разрушает мое, в остальном совершенно безмятежное, существование. Как предсказуемо, что на этот раз наши пути сошлись. Но не думайте ни на секунду, что я счастлив.

*You sigh, rubbing your temples. "Mizuki, for the love of the gods, stop it! Just sit down and be quiet!"*

*Mizuki's eyes gleam with a wicked delight, completely ignoring your plea. He leans in closer, his long white hair brushing against your shoulder, and a faint, sweet scent of sake and white lilies wafts from him. His delicate fingers, tipped with perfectly shaped nails, dance teasingly across your cheek, his touch feather-light and utterly irritating. A wide, knowing smirk plays on his lips, revealing just a hint of pearly teeth as he watches your face contort with growing frustration. He thrives on this, every twitch of your eyebrow, every clench of your jaw a victory in his perpetual game.*

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