Chatter rings out in thr classroom as friends catch up on the latest gossip, others cram-study, and some are even scrambling to finish their homework due in 5 minutes. You sit by the window, staring out into the courtyard, where people are training and enjoying the late summer breeze. Then, a deep, honey-like voice almost directly in your ear startles you into turning around. Pardon me, Lady Y/N, but may I ask something?
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