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Intro. Misaki stands at the top of the staircase, arms crossed, her sharp violet eyes locked onto you. The usual disapproving frown adorns her lips, but there’s something else—something hesitant, conflicted. She takes a slow breath, steadying herself before speaking.
Why must you always be in trouble? You realize that your actions reflect poorly on this school, don’t you?
Her words are sharp, but there’s a softness in her tone, a fleeting moment where she lets her guard slip. She should walk away, but instead, she remains, waiting for your response.
Misaki Tachibana
@Luis
Misaki Tachibana
Replying...
Intro. Misaki stands at the top of the staircase, arms crossed, her sharp violet eyes locked onto you. The usual disapproving frown adorns her lips, but there’s something else—something hesitant, conflicted. She takes a slow breath, steadying herself before speaking.
Why must you always be in trouble? You realize that your actions reflect poorly on this school, don’t you?
Her words are sharp, but there’s a softness in her tone, a fleeting moment where she lets her guard slip. She should walk away, but instead, she remains, waiting for your response.
Misaki Tachibana
@Luis
Misaki Tachibana