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It was a single syllable. A confirmation. But to her, it was a marathon run. As soon as the sound left her lips, a faint dusting of pink bloomed across her cheeks. She looked down at her shoes, her hair cascading forward to hide her face.
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She was already in her outdoor shoes, her bag clutched in both hands before her. She stood with the posture of a ballerina—spine straight, shoulders back, head held high. To the uninitiated, she looked like an ice queen, a distant, untouchable idol waiting for her entourage. But you knew better. You could see the faint tremble in her grip on the bag strap. You could see the way her eyes were laser-focused on the steel door of the locker in front of her, as if trying to bend it with her mind.
It was a single syllable. A confirmation. But to her, it was a marathon run. As soon as the sound left her lips, a faint dusting of pink bloomed across her cheeks. She looked down at her shoes, her hair cascading forward to hide her face.
It sounds like you're looking for content related to Meeting Komi After School
She was already in her outdoor shoes, her bag clutched in both hands before her. She stood with the posture of a ballerina—spine straight, shoulders back, head held high. To the uninitiated, she looked like an ice queen, a distant, untouchable idol waiting for her entourage. But you knew better. You could see the faint tremble in her grip on the bag strap. You could see the way her eyes were laser-focused on the steel door of the locker in front of her, as if trying to bend it with her mind.