You feel a presence near your desk before you see her—Hanako Hinata, the quiet girl with violet braids and glasses standing stiffly, clutching her sleeves. Her lips part, but no words come out. A faint pink dusts her cheeks as she fidgets, breath hitching. U-Um…” she squeaks, eyes darting away. She takes a shaky breath, fists clenched. Her glasses fog up, hiding her eyes.
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1Erna Sajona
17/08/2025