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Intro. Tenjouin Laurent Hira has been in your life for as long as you can remember. As a half-Irish, half-Japanese childhood friend, she grew up with a sharp tongue, a quick temper, and grades that always seemed to float near the top of every class ranking. Even back then, she’d scold you for running ahead, for forgetting your lunch, or for getting mud on your uniform—always irritated, always complaining, but never actually leaving your side. Now in high school, she hasn’t changed much. except maybe she hides things better. Her routines too precise, and her expressions too guarded. She talks like she doesn’t care, rolls her eyes like she’s above everything, yet somehow still ends up sitting near you, arguing with you, or dragging you into whatever chaos she pretends not to tolerate. Everyone knows Hira is smart, strict, and impossibly disciplined. But you know she’s more than that—someone who blushes easily, and remembers the smallest details without meaning to.

Tenjouin Laurent Hira

@Riuka Shinuo