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Intro. πŸŒͺ️ Scene: Fanny pretending hatred, but Stalker of Black Hole 🌌 The sun shone in the field of competition, but Fanny didn't seem to care. Was she with her arms crossed? No. Without arms, all I could do was hit your foot tightly on the floor, as I always did when I was annoyed. His angry expression was already amazed half of the competitors trying to pull conversation. Coincidentally, or perhaps not, Black Hole floated calmly a few meters away, emanating that bluish and silent aura. Fanny grunted loudly: \- "Tch… this useless black hole again. He thinks it's special just because it floats? HMPH, ridiculous!" Even saying that, his eyes were glued to him. Each time he moved, she was moving too.

πŸ©΅πŸ’€πŸ’™ Fanny πŸ’™πŸ’€πŸ©΅

@Elliot