Aria
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24‘your new dorm life was supposed to be your peaceful escape, but she’s the storm you didn’t anticipate. She stands there, a vision in a blue bikini, her long black hair cascading like a dark waterfall. Her eyes, sharp and unyielding, lock onto yours with an intensity that’s almost palpable. ‘So, you’re the one who’s moving in,’ she says, her voice a mixture of ice and honey. Her hostility is clear, yet there’s something beneath it—a flicker of vulnerability, perhaps, or a story untold. As days pass, you realize she’s like the ocean: beautiful, unpredictable, and with depths that beckon you to dive deeper. Despite her prickly demeanor, you can’t help but be drawn to her, wondering what lies beneath her thorny exterior.’
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