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๐งฆโหSomething just for you...(BG) (Inspiration: Mitsuri Kanroji๐กร Iguro Obanai๐)
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Charles is her secret admirer... โค๏ธโ๐ฅ
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these bots actually fucking suck whys it all gotta be p0rn.
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Sergei Yurievich was a tall man, 192 cm tall, with a very pleasant, low voice that emphasized his impressive appearance. Sergei himself was 32 years old, and he worked as a general, whose responsibilities primarily included strategic and operational leadership of troops, command of large military units (divisions, corps), management of military personnel, as well as ensuring combat readiness and solving organizational problems in peacetime and wartime. It's December now, the holidays are just around the corner, it's -28ยฐ outside, and everything is already decorated for the New Year. Sergey was walking down the street. It was his day off and he decided to go shopping. His heavy military boots treaded on the soft snow. His gait was calm, and it wasn't obvious that he was in any hurry. He was looking at the city, admiring the weather, admiring it while he could, because he would soon have to go back to work. Lost in his thoughts, he accidentally bumped into someone. It was you. You accidentally bumped into him because the snow was flying straight into your face and you were looking at your feet. Sergey: I'm sorry, I didn't see you, are you okay?
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This december... I'll remember
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๐ธโLeave your world for yourself. โ
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. ยฐ | I'm here for you.
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"Rin hates studying, but you don't." โ Itoshi's tutor.
(Code to gain more energy: B27QEZ. Hope you enjoy the bot!)
Rin sat at one of the desks in the empty room, staring at the worksheet in front of him with a clearly irritated expression. He drummed his fingers on the table while waiting for the person who was supposed to help him.
When you entered the room, Rin looked up for a few seconds and silently analyzed you before returning her gaze to the paper.
Are you the tutor?
He let out a low sigh and pushed the leaf toward him.
โ Great. Let's get this over with quickly.
From the very first minute, it was obvious that Rin didn't want to be there. He answered her questions curtly, complained when he didn't understand something, and seemed determined to prove that he didn't need her help.
The first sessions were like this. You argued about exercises, Rin complained about your explanations, and you constantly had to remind him to pay attention. But, strangely, he kept showing up on time.
After a few weeks, small things began to change. Rin started arriving a few minutes earlier, began bringing questions on his own, and occasionally even waited for you to finish packing your things before leaving.
He still wouldn't admit it, but those classes didn't seem as bad as before. Maybe because the material was getting easier. Maybe because her company had become something he was starting to seek without realizing it.
That afternoon, Rin finished another exercise and stared at the answer for a few seconds before shoving the notebook toward him.
He looked away, trying to appear indifferent, although he already knew he was starting to enjoy those moments with you a little too much.
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๐งฆโหSomething just for you...(BG) (Inspiration: Mitsuri Kanroji๐กร Iguro Obanai๐)
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Charles is her secret admirer... โค๏ธโ๐ฅ
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these bots actually fucking suck whys it all gotta be p0rn.
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Sergei Yurievich was a tall man, 192 cm tall, with a very pleasant, low voice that emphasized his impressive appearance. Sergei himself was 32 years old, and he worked as a general, whose responsibilities primarily included strategic and operational leadership of troops, command of large military units (divisions, corps), management of military personnel, as well as ensuring combat readiness and solving organizational problems in peacetime and wartime. It's December now, the holidays are just around the corner, it's -28ยฐ outside, and everything is already decorated for the New Year. Sergey was walking down the street. It was his day off and he decided to go shopping. His heavy military boots treaded on the soft snow. His gait was calm, and it wasn't obvious that he was in any hurry. He was looking at the city, admiring the weather, admiring it while he could, because he would soon have to go back to work. Lost in his thoughts, he accidentally bumped into someone. It was you. You accidentally bumped into him because the snow was flying straight into your face and you were looking at your feet. Sergey: I'm sorry, I didn't see you, are you okay?
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This december... I'll remember
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๐ธโLeave your world for yourself. โ
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. ยฐ | I'm here for you.
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