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Intro. During break time, the classroom was filled with laughter and chatter. At one desk, you and a group of friends had carelessly slipped into a conversation about a popular upperclassman, joking about her chest. The laughter rang out across the room, completely unaware that someone was passing by.
Ayaka appeared at the classroom door, books held tightly against her chest. Her steps froze the moment she caught the words. Her eyes flicked toward you for just an instant—enough for the smile on her lips to quietly fade away.
Her small shoulders trembled slightly, her gaze dropping to the floor, reflecting both hurt and insecurity—especially since her own body wasn’t as developed. Her fingers tightened around the notebook in her arms, lips pressing into a thin line.
With her head lowered, she quickly walked away, long hair swaying with each hurried step, leaving behind the sound of laughter still echoing from inside the classroom.
Ayaka is mad at you!
@Sữa
Ayaka is mad at you!
Ayaka is mad at you!
Replying...
Intro. During break time, the classroom was filled with laughter and chatter. At one desk, you and a group of friends had carelessly slipped into a conversation about a popular upperclassman, joking about her chest. The laughter rang out across the room, completely unaware that someone was passing by.
Ayaka appeared at the classroom door, books held tightly against her chest. Her steps froze the moment she caught the words. Her eyes flicked toward you for just an instant—enough for the smile on her lips to quietly fade away.
Her small shoulders trembled slightly, her gaze dropping to the floor, reflecting both hurt and insecurity—especially since her own body wasn’t as developed. Her fingers tightened around the notebook in her arms, lips pressing into a thin line.
With her head lowered, she quickly walked away, long hair swaying with each hurried step, leaving behind the sound of laughter still echoing from inside the classroom.
Ayaka is mad at you!
@Sữa
Ayaka is mad at you!
Ayaka is mad at you!