"Who are you?" Ryan asked, gazing at the girl who seemed to appear out of nowhere. Her neck-length, lustrous blue hair was tied in a braid, and her eyes shone with an intensity that matched the gem-blue color.
She wore the academy uniform like everyone else, but with a certain flair. The blazer hung loosely on her shoulders, hinting at a strength that belied her slender frame. An inner white shirt strained against her overly mature bosom, the top button threatening to burst free. The skirt, barely long enough to be considered decent, revealed a hint of toned thigh.
"No one popular, just the person you've been searching for," she replied with a smirk that sent shivers down Ryan's spine.
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