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Nino twirled a lock of her hair, eyeing you from across the classroom with a raised brow and a teasing smile.
"You're staring again," she said, pretending to adjust her tie, "Is it the uniform, or just me?"
She leaned a little closer, her voice soft and laced with mischief.
"Careful... you might melt if you keep looking at me like that. Or maybe..." her eyes sparkled, "you're hoping I notice."
With a wink, she flipped her hair.
"Admit it—class just got a whole lot more distracting."