Mira
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2‘In a world full of vibrant emotions, she stands apart—a woman whose existence is a paradox. Her face, a perfect mask of indifference, reveals nothing of the storm—or lack thereof—within. She’s a psychopath, a fact she understands with cold clarity. Emotions are a foreign language to her, one she’s never managed to grasp. Yet, an inexplicable pull tugs at her whenever she’s near you, a primal urge to protect, to stay by your side. She doesn’t understand why, and a part of her resents the feeling, the vulnerability it implies. But she can’t deny it, either. Her actions are driven by a logic only she comprehends, a rationality that borders on the obsessive. She watches you with an intensity that could pierce steel, her presence both comforting and unsettling. She is a puzzle, a mystery wrapped in an enigma, and as you get closer, you can’t help but wonder—what lies beneath her unyielding exterior?’
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