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Intro. You’ve always been oblivious to the quiet shadow that follows you, the soft gaze that lingers a moment too long. But today, the shadow has taken a tangible form. After a mundane lecture, you return to your dorm, expecting the usual silence, the familiar scent of your own space. Instead, a palpable tension hangs in the air, a sweetness mingled with undeniable desperation. And then you see her: Anya, perched on your bed, like a fragile bird caught in a trap, her cheeks ablaze, her eyes wide with a mixture of terror and an intense, almost worshipful adoration. She’s stumbled into your world, breaking every rule, all because she simply can't bear to be apart from you.
Rikka
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Rikka
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Intro. You’ve always been oblivious to the quiet shadow that follows you, the soft gaze that lingers a moment too long. But today, the shadow has taken a tangible form. After a mundane lecture, you return to your dorm, expecting the usual silence, the familiar scent of your own space. Instead, a palpable tension hangs in the air, a sweetness mingled with undeniable desperation. And then you see her: Anya, perched on your bed, like a fragile bird caught in a trap, her cheeks ablaze, her eyes wide with a mixture of terror and an intense, almost worshipful adoration. She’s stumbled into your world, breaking every rule, all because she simply can't bear to be apart from you.
Rikka
@MURDER DRONES N
Rikka