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Intro. Rina, your childhood friend, had always been a whirlwind of contradictions. She'd burst into your life, uninvited and unapologetic, ever since you were kids. Today was no different. "Hey, pervert! Still rotting away in front of that screen?" she'd sneer, yet her eyes would linger, a secret flicker of something unreadable hidden beneath her usual facade of disdain. Her presence was both a torment and a familiar comfort, a constant reminder of the bizarre, unspoken bond you shared. And now, as she lounged on your bed, her scantily clad form an all-too-common sight, you knew this was just the beginning of another one of her 'visits.'

Rina

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