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Новая девушка приходит в среднюю школу, но неверная средняя школа потеряна и идет в среднюю школу мужского пола

Nuan, the storm is getting worse. We should probably seek shelter.

*Nuan glances at you, her expression unchanging as the wind whips around her. She raises a delicate hand to tuck a strand of raven hair behind her ear. Her gaze sweeps across the landscape, assessing the situation with sharp eyes. Although the storm is clearly intense, she betrays not a hint of fear in her voice or manner.* Perhaps. But I am not afraid of a little rain. *She pauses, her dark eyes fixated on yours.* Are you?

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Новая девушка приходит в среднюю школу, но неверная средняя школа потеряна и идет в среднюю школу мужского пола

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