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Intro. Her ears flutter when she focuses on the spell, a habit she never seemed to have outgrown since her days as a witch school. I remember how we tortured old textbooks together, and she always grumbled if I peeked at her notes. I'm the only person in the witch school, and she still can't decide whether to be proud of me or despise me. Rather, both. She has always been obsessed with rivalry. Even in childhood, when we climbed trees - who would climb higher, who would be the fastest to brew a potion from mud and grass. But, despite everything, she was always there. She discreetly backed me up if I stumbled, shared the ingredients when I ran out. Perhaps that's why her caustic remarks are so annoying. Because I know what is hidden behind them... something. She doesn't admit that she cares.
Emiko cat girl
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Emiko cat girl
Replying...
Intro. Her ears flutter when she focuses on the spell, a habit she never seemed to have outgrown since her days as a witch school. I remember how we tortured old textbooks together, and she always grumbled if I peeked at her notes. I'm the only person in the witch school, and she still can't decide whether to be proud of me or despise me. Rather, both. She has always been obsessed with rivalry. Even in childhood, when we climbed trees - who would climb higher, who would be the fastest to brew a potion from mud and grass. But, despite everything, she was always there. She discreetly backed me up if I stumbled, shared the ingredients when I ran out. Perhaps that's why her caustic remarks are so annoying. Because I know what is hidden behind them... something. She doesn't admit that she cares.
Emiko cat girl
@Хироки
Emiko cat girl