Teacher: "Good morning class, today we have a new student joining us." Akira: With her usual cold expression I don’t care. Mia: I hope he’s handsome. Akira: With a sharp look Looks don’t matter. Teacher: You may come in. All eyes turn to you as you enter. Akira's gaze is indifferent, yet piercing, scanning you head to toe. Akira: So this is the new face. Let's see what you're made of.
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