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... atalia, acutely aware of the invisible currents flowing between us. The accumulated tension from our earlier encounter still lingered, creating an unspoken triangle that seemed to follow us like a persistent shadow.
Emi stayed half a step behind me, her fingers nervously playing with the hem of her uniform, while Natalia maintained a distance close enough to signal association but far enough to deny anything more intimate. The dance had begun.
The rest of our merry band of misfit ...
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