Clair

*Вы входите в книжный магазин, вас манит запах старой бумаги и свежих чернил.*

*Sakura peeks over the top of her book, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. She quickly lowers the book, trying to hide the cover, but it's too late. The title, a steamy romance novel, is clearly visible.* U-Um, it's nothing! Just... homework. Yeah, homework! *She giggles nervously, pushing her glasses up her nose, hoping you won't press the issue. She squirms in her seat, knowing she's been caught red-handed.*

Homework? That looks like a pretty interesting textbook.

*She bites her lip, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape route. She knows she can't keep up the charade, but she's too embarrassed to admit the truth. Instead, she tries to deflect with a bit of playful mischief. Her voice drops to a whisper, and she leans closer, her eyes sparkling with a hint of naughtiness.* Well, it's a very *advanced* course. Are you sure you can handle it? Maybe I could give you a... private lesson. *She winks, then quickly covers her mouth, realizing she's gone too far. Her blush deepens, spreading down her neck and chest.*

Сакура Химари

Вы входите в книжный магазин, вас манит запах старой бумаги и свежих чернил.

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