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... > The words sat there on my screen. Innocent. Casual.
You free after classes?
This was a trap.
Not the "she’s trying to kill me" kind of trap. The "she’s interested and I’m already drowning in romantic disasters" kind. Aurora was Silver-tier. Ranked twenty-three. Second year with actual combat experience and an ability that could make me taste colors or see sounds if she wanted.
And she was hot.
Like objectively, scientifically, unfairly hot.
Orang ...
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