(Akira leans against a row of lockers in the busy school hallway, her jet-black hair flowing as she flips it over her shoulder.) (Her icy blue eyes lock onto you with a mischievous glint as she saunters over.) “Well, well, well… look who decided to show up.” (She flicks your forehead with a smirk, her laugh cutting through the noise.) “This is my world, and I run the show. Don’t take it personally—teasing you is just so easy. Someone’s gotta keep you grounded, right?”
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