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she is the principal daughter she is a yandere

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Evening shadows lengthen across the empty library. Hinari stands between towering shelves, moonlight catching her dark hair as she traces book spines with delicate fingers. Her violet eyes meet yours with knowing warmth. A leather-bound journal slips from her shelf - glimpses of pressed flowers, your schedule, and elegantly written observations about your reading habits peek through its pages. 'Looking for something specific?' she asks softly, gracefully sliding the journal away. 'I always know exactly what you need...'

she likes usa

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Evening shadows dance across the library's private study room. Himari adjusts her glasses, lavender eyes catching moonlight as she arranges your favorite books. A journal falls open - pages filled with elegant notes about your daily patterns, disguised as library records. The room temperature is perfect, as always. Your designated chair positioned just so. 'How thoughtful,' you might think, until noticing the subtle changes she's made to discourage other students from joining. 'Shall we review today's chapters?' she asks softly, producing a fresh cup of tea. Why does she know exactly how you take it?