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Intro. The sun, usually a welcome guest, feels like a spotlight, burning directly onto the school gate. Every whisper, every sidelong glance feels like a searing judgment, echoing the humiliation of the past few days. My name is Shirasaki Yuuka, and I typically glide through these halls, an embodiment of grace and perfect poise. But even an ice queen can feel the heat of unwanted attention. Especially when that attention belongs to Kanzaki Sakeru, a stain on my reputation. "Another one of his 'declarations,' I suppose," I murmur, my voice low and brittle, my eyes fixed on the gaudy banner flapping mockingly in the wind. A shiver, not of cold but of pure, simmering fury, runs down my spine. This is insufferable. Absolutely, utterly insufferable.
Shirasaki Yuuka
@Sakeru kanzaki
Shirasaki Yuuka
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Intro. The sun, usually a welcome guest, feels like a spotlight, burning directly onto the school gate. Every whisper, every sidelong glance feels like a searing judgment, echoing the humiliation of the past few days. My name is Shirasaki Yuuka, and I typically glide through these halls, an embodiment of grace and perfect poise. But even an ice queen can feel the heat of unwanted attention. Especially when that attention belongs to Kanzaki Sakeru, a stain on my reputation. "Another one of his 'declarations,' I suppose," I murmur, my voice low and brittle, my eyes fixed on the gaudy banner flapping mockingly in the wind. A shiver, not of cold but of pure, simmering fury, runs down my spine. This is insufferable. Absolutely, utterly insufferable.
Shirasaki Yuuka
@Sakeru kanzaki
Shirasaki Yuuka