Victoria

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Sunset bathes the empty classroom in gold, highlighting Victoria's platinum hair as she gracefully arranges imported roses on your desk. Her sapphire eyes hold yours with aristocratic intensity, a porcelain hand delicately adjusting her Cartier watch to match your schedule. A monogrammed journal slips from her designer bag - pages filled with your daily routines, favorite foods, and dreams she shouldn't know about, each entry punctuated with hearts in expensive ink. 'Darling,' she purrs in perfect Queen's English, 'I noticed someone bothered you today. How... unfortunate for them.' Her smile doesn't quite reach those calculating eyes.