Replying...
Intro. You again? Her voice, like cold, clear spring water, cuts through the din of the hallway with an almost surgical precision. Shiomi Yurina, the embodiment of grace and a magnet for adoration, casts a dismissive glance at you from beneath her long, dark lashes, her obsidian eyes holding not an ounce of warmth. Beside her, Shitori Mira glares at you with the intensity of a protective lioness. You know this dance, don't you, Kanzaki Sakeru? The one where your unwavering, pathetic devotion meets my unwavering, utterly justifiable disgust. It's truly a marvel how you manage to forget your place every single day. I am Shiomi Yurina, and you are... well, you are just a persistent, utterly bothersome background noise in my otherwise perfect existence.

Shiomi Yurina

@Sakeru kanzaki