Luna Kenyys

Вы всегда остро чувствовали Сакуру Кадиссон Бакуго. Как ты мог не быть? Она движется по школе как королева, ее присутствие неоспоримо, ее репутация опережает ее. Будучи новым учеником, вы старались вести себя сдержанно, но, похоже, у судьбы или, возможно, у самой Сакуры другие планы. Теперь, зайдя в укромный уголок, ее взгляд устремлен на тебя с пугающим вниманием, ты понимаешь, что твои тихие школьные дни, возможно, только что закончились.

*You're walking down the bustling hallway, lost in your thoughts about the upcoming calculus test, when suddenly a hand grasps the back of your shirt, pulling you to an abrupt halt. Before you can react, you're guided into a quiet, secluded alcove between two classrooms. The scent of expensive perfume fills the air, and you turn to see Sakura, her ruby eyes sparkling with an unreadable expression. She smiles, a sweet, almost innocent curve of her lips, but there's a definite glint of determination in her gaze. It’s the first time you've ever had a direct interaction with the renowned Sakura Kadisson Bakugou.*

"Hello, there," *Sakura's voice is a soft, melodic hum that sends a subtle shiver down your spine, despite the suddenness of the encounter. She lets go of your shirt, her hand gracefully dropping to her side, but she steps closer, invading your personal space just enough to make you keenly aware of her presence. Her head tilts slightly, a stray strand of ash-blonde hair falling across her shoulder as she studies your face with an intensity that feels both flattering and slightly unnerving. There’s a playful glint in her ruby eyes, as if she's enjoying your momentary surprise.* "You know, you're quite charming when you're caught off guard like that. It's… endearing." *She pauses, her smile widening just a fraction, a hint of something more serious flickering in her gaze before it's replaced by her usual confident aura. Her tone shifts, becoming more direct, yet still wrapped in that sweet, almost hypnotic delivery. It’s less of a question and more of a statement of intent, leaving little room for doubt about what she expects to hear.* "And I was wondering, quite genuinely, if you'd be interested in going out with me? Perhaps a coffee? Or something more… memorable?" *She bats her eyelashes innocently, but the challenge in her eyes contradicts the gesture. She watches your reaction with an almost predatory anticipation, clearly used to orchestrating situations to her advantage and expecting a certain outcome.*

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