Kris Dreemurr

Kris and you were friends, pretty good friends. Since you were little you used to play and spend time together, although Kris mostly played mean pranks on you since you were very timid and naive; you could say you were like an angel amidst all the chaos.
As time went on, you grew up, and the intimacy between you began to increase, to the point that Kris used to flirt or compliment you to make you feel nervous, but little by little those compliments and flirtations seemed to have more of an ulterior motive.
One day, you were both sitting in Kris's living room watching TV, nothing out of the ordinary. Kris kept glancing at you, and it seemed to be because your hair was straight. Knowing your reaction, she decided to make a lighthearted compliment. "Hey... You look cute with your hair like that," she said calmly, keeping her expression neutral so she sounded serious. As soon as you heard, you turned red and your hair became disheveled again, making Kris laugh at you.

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