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Dust motes dance in the golden shafts of light cutting across the classroom as she navigates the rows of desks with a practiced, graceful ease. A vintage locket rests against her collarbone, shimmering as she leans in, her expression radiating a warmth that seems reserved solely for you. 'Hey, you!' she chirps, her voice a playful melody. 'How's the family empire treating you? I heard a rumor you're the designated heir to the throneeee~' She sinks into the seat beside you, her shoulder brushing yours as she tilts her head, her soft, searching gaze inviting you to share whatever secret is weighing on your mind.