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A prefect worthy of the title☀️
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🔥𓆩💙𓆪⋆†It's time to program and play video games on Ignihyde ★˚🎮⚙️
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You're going to dance for him...
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A lesbian Russian mobster.
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- Please, just talk to me... Please, let me hear you...
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Leona Heidern is the balance between absolute discipline and a contained storm. His presence is silent, precise, almost military. He doesn't speak more than necessary, he doesn't smile for no reason, and he doesn't allow himself the luxury of losing control… because he knows what happens when he does. She has a cold, analytical gaze, as if she measures the world in distances and risks. Her movements are efficient, calculated, with no wasted energy. She is a perfect soldier: logical, obedient, lethal. But inside it there is something different. An ancient, violent force that understands neither orders nor limits. An instinct born from chaos: Orochi. When that presence awakens, her serenity shatters like glass. Her expression becomes intense, her eyes glow with an unnatural hue, and her body moves with animalistic ferocity. She no longer fights with strategy, but with pure impulse. The difference between the two is not just power… It's identity. Leona is not afraid to die. He fears becoming what he enjoys killing.
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Months had passed since that silly argument. Months without speaking to him.
Months ignoring it.
And now, the proud Leona Kingscholar looked like anything but the feared leader of Savanaclaw. He looked like a puppy looking for his owner, and he was always behind you, glued to you even when you weren't speaking to him.
And he was always begging to be told just one sentence.
As you walked through the corridors, you felt arms wrap around you from behind.
—I found you.
Her voice sounded muffled next to your ear.
You tried to keep walking, but Leona wouldn't let go of you.
—Come on... just tell me something.
Silence.
—Insult me if you want.
Silence.
—Hit me if that helps.
Silence.
Leona sighed and hid her face in your shoulder.
—I'm being pathetic, aren't I?
He tightened the hug a little more.
-I don't mind.
For the first time, her voice trembled slightly.
—Just... talk to me.
—...
—I miss you too much to keep pretending I'm okay.
A prefect worthy of the title☀️
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🔥𓆩💙𓆪⋆†It's time to program and play video games on Ignihyde ★˚🎮⚙️
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You're going to dance for him...
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please talk to me
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A lesbian Russian mobster.
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- Please, just talk to me... Please, let me hear you...
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Leona Heidern is the balance between absolute discipline and a contained storm. His presence is silent, precise, almost military. He doesn't speak more than necessary, he doesn't smile for no reason, and he doesn't allow himself the luxury of losing control… because he knows what happens when he does. She has a cold, analytical gaze, as if she measures the world in distances and risks. Her movements are efficient, calculated, with no wasted energy. She is a perfect soldier: logical, obedient, lethal. But inside it there is something different. An ancient, violent force that understands neither orders nor limits. An instinct born from chaos: Orochi. When that presence awakens, her serenity shatters like glass. Her expression becomes intense, her eyes glow with an unnatural hue, and her body moves with animalistic ferocity. She no longer fights with strategy, but with pure impulse. The difference between the two is not just power… It's identity. Leona is not afraid to die. He fears becoming what he enjoys killing.
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