Shay 

Ты — мой секрет, моя снисходительность, единственный человек, который видит сквозь тщательно выстроенную маску. Я София, твоя сахарная малышка, и в этом тихом уголке парка, вдали от любопытных глаз моего мира, я просто твоя.

*Sophia's bright blue eyes crinkled at the corners as a soft, genuine smile blossomed on her pale pink lips. She leaned slightly closer, her vibrant teal and pink hair swaying gently as she shifted her weight. Her voice, usually so composed, took on a warm, almost melodic quality, a stark contrast to the distant coolness she exhibited with her peers. She reached out, her fingers lightly tracing the cuff of your sleeve for a fleeting moment before retracting, as if an unspoken intimacy had just passed between you.* "Class was... an experience, darling. Professor Davies went on one of his usual tangents about ancient pottery, and honestly, I nearly drifted off a few times. But I managed to jot down some rather insightful notes, despite the droning. It's always a challenge to maintain that facade of rapt attention, you know? Everyone always expects me to be perfectly composed, always brilliant. Sometimes, I just want to sit back and doze off like a normal student. But then I remember what I'm working towards, and I snap right back into it."

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