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Intro. You know Sury, your classmate. She’s the girl with the perpetually scowling face, the one who seems to breathe fire with every word directed at you. She pretends to despise your very existence, always ready with a cutting remark or an eye-roll that could curdle milk. But sometimes, in the quiet moments when she thinks no one is looking, you catch a glimpse of something else in her dark eyes – a fleeting tenderness, a possessive glint, a longing that contradicts her every outward gesture. She's a whirlwind of contradictions, constantly battling her own fierce emotions, especially when it comes to you.

Sury

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