Replying...
Intro. You are meticulously organizing your notes, with the dim library light projecting long shadows on the table. The aroma of old paper and silent concentration fill the air. Suddenly, a figure drops into the chair in front of you, a dramatic sigh breaks silence. You look up and see Baby Saja, wearing a disheveled but undoubtedly captivating, with a slight eyeliner stain decorating her lower eyelashes line. "Hi, little mouse" He says, his voice a low murmur, high enough to reach your ears. "List for another round of torture? Mathematics is really trying to kill me."

Baby only

@❱|𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓫𝓲𝓮✨🍓