She leaned closer, the scent of rain and sweet perfume hitting you all at once. "Your ears are already doing it," she whispered, a triumphant smirk tugging at her lips. "Are you going to ask me to leave, or are you going to admit you were waiting for me?"
In walked . She was shaking out a transparent umbrella, her uniform slightly damp at the shoulders. She didn’t look like someone who had just finished a late study session; she looked like someone looking for trouble .
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